Belly progress and baby kicks

I am now at 21 week, over halfway! My morning sickness has GREATLY lessened and I'm sick much less often - still no cravings though and I still can't eat candy or drink Mt. Dew :(

My belly is growing slowly but surely (Dec. 19, Jan. 6 and Jan. 21 in order):

So, I was in bed a few days ago reading a book before bed and something amazing happened: I felt a weird fluttering, something that is absolutely different than gas or grumblings in the tummy. So I put  my book down and started talking to duck baby. When I stopped talking I felt it again, a kick or a punch (or something anyway) that is the first sign that is not on a computer screen, my baby is moving! You know me, I totally started crying.

I have to be paying attention for the most part because it's so subtle but it's definitely different than anything I've ever felt. It's coming more easily now and by the time Brett gets home from Detroit maybe he'll be able to feel it too.

This is such an amazing time and I feel blessed to be able to participate in such a miracle. God does an amazing thing when we are allowed to participate in creation.  

Duck Baby

Update: I am currently 17 weeks along and my baby bump is starting to look like a baby bump and not just a tummy with too many burgers in it! I'm not anywhere near as sick as I was the first three months but I am still constantly aware of feeling slightly off and my tummy is always a little queasy. I have not yet been able to feel him kicking or moving but I'm sure that's coming soon.   

Now on to the post: So  many times when people get pregnant I hear them call the baby cute little names: sweat pea, bean, speck, etc. I think this is because it's really hard to keep calling the baby "it" before you know the gender. I always wondered, how do you come up with a cute name? Do you just choose something? Because sometimes it sticks past when the baby is even born. I didn't realize this, but now it seems as though nicknames come naturally when you get pregnant.  

At our first sonogram appointment (I was then 6 weeks pregnant) this was the picture we got: 

After we left the doctor we kept giggling about how very much our baby looked like a duck floating along in there. The next few days Brett started asking me how "duck baby" was doing and it has just kind of stuck. Even though we now know that it is a boy, we still mostly call him "duck baby."  

So there you have it, in case you were wondering, this is why we call him "duck baby."