Kicking

                                    

                                          
BPOV
                          
 I was just about six months pregnant and I had just finished my last summer class. I had taken my last final, and was only signed up for one online class for the Fall. I had loaded up on classes during summer term to keep my graduation date the same regardless of my pregnancy. I would graduate in May with Edward.
                          
I walked in super excited to have finished for now. I could now concentrate on my baby and not have to worry about doing all my schoolwork. I was eager to start decorating the nursery, and Alice was thrilled. My nesting hormones were definitely kicking in.
                          
"I'm home." I called knowing that Edward would be the only one home today.
                          
"I'm in the study!" He called as I came in with a huge smile.
                          
"I'm done!" I exclaimed as Edward got out of the desk to give me a hug.
                          
"How did you do?" He asked bringing me to sit on his lap his hands on my stomach.
                          
"I did great. It was so much easier than I thought. And I got the highest score in the class on my paper." I explained as he kissed me.
                          
"You see I told you there was nothing to worry about." He replied kissing me.
                          
Our kiss deepened and I felt butterflies in my stomach. It was a weird sensation since I hadn't ever felt them quite that way. It wasn't nerves, and it wasn't the butterflies I got around Edward. It was a strange sensation.
                          
When we broke apart I felt a nudge on my stomach, almost as if someone had touched me from the inside. It took me a whole minute to realize what was happening my baby was kicking.
                          
"What's wrong?" Edward asked with concern. I had been staring at my stomach the whole.
                          
"The baby kicked." I whispered in barely audible tone.
                          
"What happened?" He inquired.
                          
"The baby kicked." I repeated as I lifted my shirt to just below my breasts. "Look at it again." I said as I felt the small kick again."
                          
"Where?" Edward questioned as I placed his hand on my stomach the baby kicking almost immediately.
                          
Edward kept his hands on my stomach as the baby kicked a few more times. I felt the tears streaming down my face. It was such an incredible feeling, to know my baby was moving.
                          
Edward was at a loss of word as he kissed me laughing as the baby kicked yet again.
                          
"I don't think he or she likes not being the center of attention." I mused as Edward wiped my tears.
                          
"He or she is going to have to learn to share." Edward added as he hugged me. "I love you both so much."
                          
"And so do we." I added giving him a short kiss.
                          
EPOV
                          
I was over the moon as I felt my baby kick. After we had broken our kiss my hand remained on her stomach trying to feel it yet again. I knew that I would never get used to the feeling of having him or her respond to me even while in the womb. "Talk to the baby," Bella urged as I sat her down on my chair kneeling in front of her.
                          
"Hi baby!" I said softly. "It's your daddy, and I just want to say how much I love you."
                          
As my words came out I felt a small kick or punch right where my hand was. "The baby likes you." Bella added with a smile as she watched me.
                          
"Does it hurt?" I asked hoping that the baby wasn't hurting her or that I wasn't contributing to it.
                          
"Not really, it feels weird. But good weird." She replied with a smile as I leaned over to kiss her stomach. "I love you." I whispered against her stomach.