Yes, I'm feeling kicks. Or wiggles. Or whatever the hell Nooblet is doing in there. He'd better not get used to this level of privacy because I'm a pretty nosy person. Until he's a teenager and then I probably won't want to know all over again.
For now I'm enjoying the weird vibratey feeling and looking forward to it being prominent and strong enough for Wes to feel it too. I know it's far less fun for him hearing about it than it will be when he can experience the fun for himself.