I forgot to mention that the baby was kicking really hard this weekend, so I made Doug feel it. He hadn't felt it since the early days. Honestly, I think it still freaks both of us out that there's a little kicking person in there. He was pretty surprised about the strength of the kicks/punches/body slams... whatever that baby is doing in there. I told him that it feels like a miniature earthquake that only I can feel.
And yes, I DO know that it will only get worse. My least favorite phrase has changed from "It will pass" to "Just wait, it gets worse". (Sorry, Sissy!) :)