I just typed Week 26. Then I thought to myself, "That doesn't seem right." Week 36?! Early on in my pregnancy, I thought it would take forever to get this far. Instead, it has flown by. It's just like the first day of 9th grade when my principal, Mr. Biehl, told us to savor every moment of high school because it would be over in the blink of an eye. I didn't believe him, but man, he was so right. People have told me the same thing about marriage, pregnancy, aging, and more. They were right. Life has disappeared before my very eyes. I'll wake up in about two years and be 87.
Cal and I have had our pictures taken by a very small number of photographers. Daytona is one of those. She has a way of making Cal feel comfortable. He's a good looking dude, but isn't one to show off for the camera. Thank you, Daytona, for bringing out his inner model. :)
A special thank you to my friend, Sharra. She glammed me up as a gift. I am so grateful someone was willing to tackle this mop and mug.
I'm thankful for these photos. We will look at them for the rest of our lives and remember the good and the bad about our pregnancy. I don't know if I'll keep doing these posts. I wish I could tell you how much it means to us that everyone has prayed and sent their well wishes. My hope in the future is that I can be a support to any mom who might share some of the same experiences. Of course, I will share if that mom asks me, but until then, I'll be waiting until she needs me, whoever she may be.
Thank you again for following our journey. As we prepare for our daughter to arrive in about a month, please do me a favor. Hug your babies. Kiss them. Let them be messy. Soak up every hard day and every good day. We aren't guaranteed perfection in our children. I guess that's a good thing because we adults are far from perfect.
Dress: Pinkblush Maternity