September 5th: The Day I knew...

Today started like any other day... rolling my big belly out of bed with the help of Daddy, getting ready for the day and rubbing my belly all the time. Grandma wanted to lie out and get some sn while it was out so Grampy picked me us so the 3 of us girls could lay out together. It was just the girls (Grandma, Mommy and you, Sophia). 

I had yet to feel you move for me so far and in the back of my mind I was worrying but trying not to show it. We laid out for a little while and chilled in the pool until it started to get cloudy and then we got ready for the rest of our day.

 All Mommy's cousins and grandparents were coming over for a grilling party and lots of delicious food. Everyone was asking me about you and you were doing and telling us how excited they were for Mommy and Daddy. I don't think there was a person who didn't rub my belly. 

All day long something just didn't feel right... I had yet to feel you kick or move. Daddy was always so good at getting you to move around and kick Mommy, bust he wasn't having any more lucky than Mommy. We continued our day, enjoying our family and all the good food and the worry just kept growing in the back of my mind. Something wasn't right, I tried to keep telling myself that when I laid down for the night that you would start moving; maybe I did too much today and you were just tired. Well it was around 11:00 at night and I was just laying on the couch talking and laughing  with Aunt Re Re, Uncle Nubbs and Daddy, but I still had yet to feel you move. Everyone was assuring me that it was ok. Uncle Nubbs even asked if anything could really happen this far along in the pregnancy, which Mommy and Daddy responded that the chances were slim since I was so far along, but still something could happen. 

Then came the challenge of trying to sleep. Daddy kissed my belly, like usual and we both said our goodnights and I love you's to you, but my worry had escalated from the beginning of the day and had only gotten worse. I was able to finally fall asleep but woke up at 4:00 in the morning just crying and so scared because it was a whole day and I didn't feel you move, Sophia. I had never gone a day where I didn't feel you move. I cried in Daddy's arms until 7:00 a.m. and then fell asleep from exhaustion. Despite Daddy's words of comfort and reminding me that God is in control and things would be ok, my fears were being confirmed. My Mommy-senses just knew something wasn't right.