Too much to write about, and not enough energy to do so.
The trip was fabu -- Got our very first "belly pics" at the Colloseum = very cool. Paris really stole my heart.
The sproglet kicked loudly and definitively for the very first time while on a boat trip on the Seine, right at we got to the Eiffel Tower. Even Hub got to feel it, which was just amazing.
And now, I feel the sproglet kicking pretty much all the time. Big throbbing thumps all around my belly -- it basically feels like giant rolling gas. Sometimes if its on the outside wall, you can feel it. But to be able to feel something thumping on your lower intestine is just surreal. And, by now, my lower intestine, along with all my other organs, is pretty much up in my ribcage. I was horrified to learn that. No wonder I can't eat a big meal.