From having worried that I was a bad mom because I couldn't feel my baby, to thinking that every little motion was him - be it cramping or stomach gurgle - I can say for a FACT that I feel Caleb moving finally! On the fourth of July, Jonathan and I laid down for a little nap, and about ten minutes in, I felt a really sharp little kick right in the middle of the middle of my tummy. So I grabbed Jonny's hand and put it there quickly. We waited for a minute, then the little booger had moved down lower, and kicked two times there! So I threw Jon's hand down, and I kept my hand where I'd felt him kick initially, and wouldn't you know it, he quit moving. I'm really excited for Jonathan to feel him - it will really be incredible.

I registered us for our baby classes! I had kind of wanted to take them a little earlier, but apparently, you're supposed to register in your third month! I was just going by their informational packet I got, that said classes should be taken in the third trimester. Oy. But that's all good, because any earlier than September would leave us too much time to forget what we learned! I'm not overly informed about the labor/delivery process right now, but I figure that's okay. I've got a ways to go. Plus, I have friends who have done this a bucket of times, I'm a fast learner, and I have another friend who is a labor/delivery nurse who invited questions! I'm covered!

I'm starting to have so much joy about having my son. As you may or may not know, this hasn't been the most delicious of pregnancies. I fear I must admit that I haven't been overly positive at times. But now that I'm getting a little further along - and not determined to get off of my nausea pills - I find that I'm less a wreck, and more excited about the blessing that he is. I'm praying over him a lot, and I sing to him all the time. (Poor kid - it's a good thing his ears are full of amniotic fluid!) The biggest prayer and song of my heart is simple: That Caleb would sing God's praise all the rest of his days. Not suggesting I want him to be any more of a "singer" than his momma is, but that the joy and knowledge of the love and goodness of God would be so ever-overwhelming that he wouldn't be able to keep himself from praising! Who could hope for more for their son?!