While I was pregnant with Michael I would sleep with my belly against Dennis' back so he could feel Michael moving and kicking about. Dennis loved it and it made me feel better knowing that maybe he wasn't just kicking me. Last night Dennis felt William's kicks for the first time, which may seem a bit late considering I'm almost 23 weeks along, but as I've said before this little boy is a churner. He rarely kicks me hard enough for me to get uncomfortable. Now, if only he'd be sweet enough to stay out of my ribs.