So we’re flying back from New Jersey tonight, when Lauren feels the baby kicking again. She once again asks me to rest my hand on her belly, in the hopes that I might finally feel something.

And… I DID!

TWO! Two strong, powerful, hammer-toe KICKS! That is ONE STRONG BABY!

I’ll let Lauren’s post explain more — and maybe she’ll touch on the new house we bought, but just in case, I’ll link to the photos too!