Drinking all the cups of coffee. Sharing all the drops of bliss. Creator of a cozy home & mama village.
Doctors didn't think we would make it to this day. Friends and family prayed that we would not be induced at 28-29 weeks pregnant. Our goal at that point was 32 weeks. As my specialist exclaimed when she saw my swollen ankles and growing belly at a recent appointment, "Oh, I can't even tell you... Continue Reading →
Dearest Abigail, Sweet One... How I have dreamed and longed for this day. This day when I could rub my ever-expanding belly and imagine you soon in my arms. Your Mama is crying, Little One. Crying because of God's goodness. Crying because of the miracle of you. Crying because my pregnant hormones have very few... Continue Reading →
About the time yesterday that I was ready late afternoon to tackle my cleaning to-do list with all the gusto that a 34.5-week-pregnant woman can, I glanced down and stared aghast at the swollen mess that had claimed my feet. Sure, my toes looked similar, and I guess the calves were probably mine, but who... Continue Reading →
Songs from my labor playlists (works-in-progress) and Abby's lullaby medley wrap me in the assurance that I am on the brink of so much more. Swollen ankles glare back from their propped-up position, but even they can't quell the quiver of joy that shakes my deepest soul. The child of my dreams is almost here.... Continue Reading →
When my dear friend gifted me with an incredible maternity photo shoot, she discussed ideas, looked at my Pinterest "pins," created a photo storyboard, and - more than anything else - sat with me on her couch, our matching pregnant bellies at rest, sharing advice from her first birth and calming my fears about my... Continue Reading →
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