But I've been thinking about it. It's hard for me to imagine ignoring the swelling belly and the thrashing baby playing football with my innards. I was able to feel the baby move around 16 weeks, which is considerably earlier than most first-time moms can boast.
But... perhaps it's because I've been watching for it.
It's hard to miss things when you are expecting them and keeping an eye and an ear cocked in that direction at all times. When Adam and I decided to start a family, every little twitch, bubble and feeling in my body was suddenly significant. Surely this must mean I'm pregnant!, I thought of anything that felt different from the norm.
It reminds me of my younger self, a girl who firmly believed that the supernatural happened everywhere, everyday, and that I could see it, if only I looked. And guess what? I saw it. Now I'm a bit older and more preoccupied with bills and grocery lists and laundry. I don't see the supernatural as much anymore...
...but maybe it's because I'm not looking?