Okay so there's no rocket. Maybe it's more of a torpedo since it's surrounded by liquid.
Enough with the analogies and convoluted clues.
Moriah (or Passon) moved tonight! And I felt her (or him). For those who don't already know, our chosen names for Aidan's little sibling are Moriah Grace and Passon Mark David. We're both convinced this child is a girl.
We were driving back from church and Marissa kept giggling for no apparent reason. I finally asked her what was going on and she told me she was feeling the baby move. I reached over, hoping for a little flutter against my hand. And I was rewarded! I couldn't resist and poked back, saying "tickle tickle!" I think I made someone giggle because there were more little flutters. Then I giggled—all the way home!
Good times! Good times!