I’m pretty sure that while I was at work yesterday, I felt flutters for the first time! I stopped what I was doing because it felt like I was being punched from the inside by a little fairy. I keep thinking that I imagined it, really I keep thinking that I’ve imagined this whole pregnancy. But that felt real. I haven’t felt it again but I was basically running between tables because we were short staffed and there they were, flutters when I finally took a moment to breathe and gather myself. Really I love being pregnant up to this point. I call whoever is inside me my little LemonDrop and am brought joy every time a pair of jeans don’t fit. Maybe I’ll feel more flutters today. :)