For the first time I can remember I am not sad to see summer leave me. Summer is fading fast and so is this beautiful phase of pregnancy. I feel everyday as if I am witnessing magic; the kind you read about in fantasy novels or in exodus when Moses parts the Red Sea. Summer is vibrant and full of life, somehow even the grass is still green in Dallas. At a girls night yesterday I noticed many of the women mentioning topics of fall like school schedules and the anticipated flu. It seems that when the weather turns it brings out a new side of us and this year that will mean a new little person in our lives. What will your new side show? I can’t hide this bump anymore and I am certain I don’t want to. Every pound is a happy gain and the stretch marks I will be thankful for if they come. Find joy in the little things because they might be exactly what someone else is praying for. Thanks for stopping by!
Photography by Shelley Foster