Heather felt her baby kicking yesterday for the first time, and said that it was a bit of a strange sensation; like being poked in the tummy from the inside. A thoroughly exciting and wonderful moment, and a very cool thing indeed. I wonder what it's like to feel something moving around inside you that's got a life of its own. It must be surreal, although I suppose the fact that it's your baby takes away most of the weirdness. Maybe it's more like being a kangaroo and having your offspring in your pouch, rather than something more akin to John Hurt in "Alien".
Ah, the mysteries of life.