I've gotten used to those movements though. I still like feeling them, but it hasn't startled me for a long time.
Last night we were talking in bed and I was lying on my left side with my tummy resting on my right hand. All was calm and then the baby kicked my hand and I could actually feel her body part (foot or hand, I don't know). She kicked so hard that it scared me and I jumped, scaring Andrew.
Sure, I've felt her before but it's always been a big blob, so I'm assuming that what I was feeling would have been her head or her back or her behind.
This was an honest-to-goodness limb. It was the strangest thing I've ever felt in my whole entire life.
Andrew wanted to know why I jumped, so I told him. He said that was silly because the baby's been moving for awhile now so I should be used to it.
She was still pretty active and was picking on my left hip, so I put Andrew's hand on my tummy where she had kicked me before.
Pretty soon she delivered a whopping kick (she seems to kick back at anything that gives her the slightest pressure--like the ultrasound probe or Andrew's hand).
Andrew squirmed and said, "That was like, a leg or something!"
Yes, yes, it was. That is why I jumped.
When my friend, Alicia, was pregnant with her second child she said, "I feel like there's an alien living inside of me." I think I'm starting to feel like that, too.