1st Kicks....I think

So Sunday morning I think I felt Hannah Kick/move for the first time.  I have to preface this with I think because, my apologies for being crass but, as any pregnant woman knows, "tummy bubbles" aka gas, is a normal occurrence.  But I am pretty sure that it was movement rather than the less flattering alternative.  All together it was a pretty exciting event.  I am now in my 22nd week and was told that I would start to feel her be-bopping around in there any day now.  I will be very happy to report finally at my next appointment that I have felt her kick, since i have been asked in the last couple of appointments and have felt failure in answering no.

Pregnancy notes:
The evening back pain/stiffness continues.  I had to have a Pain-Off (similar to a Diva-Off, for those Glee lovers) with Clark this weekend.  Last week Clark decided in pure Clark fashion to unload an entire truck of mulch by himself and then go play two games of softball.  He is now feeling the repercussions of being, dare I say, OLD.  This is just how it is now.  Clark insists his back pain must be worse because he said so.  End of pain off.
Another update is the coming to terms with my growing inability to bend over and do things.  This reminder of the belly in front of me is in true Brock/Fuller women fashion, met with stubbornness of this isn't going to stop me and then closed out with the realization that the several un-lady like positions attempted are not worth the end result and I call for help.

World News Update:
No Blog worth it's salt would miss posting something about the failed doomsday prophesy of last weekend.
In lue of an anniversary dinner with my loving Husband, I went and met my good friend Erin Jordan Schwab for dinner is Nashville, which was lovely (Clark and I are going to do dinner together tonight, not to worry).  Erin and I fell back into discussion and conversation like we still lived next to each other in the Sigma Kappa house, which I have always said is a sign of an true friendship.  We came around to discussing the morons who spent their life savings paying for signs warning the rest of the world about the world ending on May 21.  We came to the unanimous decision that if we find out when the world is ending, we aren't spending our money warning anyone.  We're going out in Diamonds.

Hope this finds you all well!