I've been able to feel our little girl's kicks for the last few weeks and whenever Tim is home I put his hand on my belly in hopes he can feel her movements, but they hadn't been quite strong enough. Three days ago, with my hand on my stomach, I was able to feel her from the outside for the first time. Tim put his hand there right away but she wasn't ready for Daddy to feel her yet. We tried again yesterday when I felt her squirming around, but still nothing for Tim. While we were in church today she kept kicking the same spot over and over and after a couple tries Tim finally got to feel his daughter! I whispered to him asking if he felt her and his joyful smile revealed the answer. Tears of giddiness arouse as I was so excited that he could now share in experiencing her little movements. She must have really liked the sermon today with as much as she was bopping around. I pictured her throwing her hands up shouting, "Amen," as the preacher spoke about God's grace and the gift of Heaven.