Today marks 40 weeks of us being together, baby boy. 40 weeks of body changes, skin stretching, and preparing my heart for a new little one. . Growing you hasn’t been easy. Adjusting my plans to include you hasn’t been easy. Nonetheless, God has given me you for some reason. He knew that I’d need Tatum at this exact time in my life, and I have no doubt it’s the same for you. . So today I celebrate 40 weeks of growing you, 23 weeks of knowing you, and a lifetime of getting to love you. Please join us soon, sweet boy. I can’t wait to meet you 💙
My Tatum Rae. My firstborn. The light of my life. You’ve challenged me in more ways than I could’ve ever predicted in these last 11 months, but you also saved me. . This past year hasn’t been easy for us, but I wouldn’t have survived it without you. You’ve made me grow and learn. You’ve tested my patience and made me realize how much I need to sleep to function in society. You have been the absolute greatest gift I ever could have imagined. . As our time of you being my only baby comes to an end, I hope you’ll always know how special this year has been to me. I love you more than life itself and still can’t believe God picked me to be your mama ♥️
Sophie has contacted me months ago about her husband’s homecoming, but I wasn’t taking anyone since the flights were so close to my due date. Thankfully, fate had other plans, and I was able to be there with her to welcome her husband home. . As all the soldiers stood in formation, I asked if she saw him, and she said yes as she pointed him out. I counted down the line to where she told me, and asked, “Is he the one smiling over here?” From that moment on, his eyes barely left where she was. . To be honest, last night I was tired. Mentally and physically exhausted, so the last thing I wanted to do was shoot a homecoming, but these two & their love gave me life in a way I didn’t know I needed.
My word for this year is confident. I want to feel this in all areas of my life. It’s something I have felt little to none of throughout my life, but especially over the last year. When I found this book on Amazon, I knew it was going to be a perfect way to start the year. I haven’t had a chance to dig into it deep yet, but I already know, it’s good. Real, real good.
Pajamas stay on 75% of the day. Tops don’t cover the belly. Beds are unmade. And as if it isn’t obvious, stretch marks are getting stretchier. This is 38 weeks 😅 on the bright side, can we talk about the volume and shine to this hair, cuz uh, I’m digging it.
How has it been 11 months already? 11 months of all the sass and all the sweet. 11 months of tears and joy. 11 months of doing the hardest job I ever could have imagined. . My days with her as my only baby are dwindling, faster than I want, truthfully. So these days, I’m soaking in the rare snuggles, the late night rocking chair sessions, the sloppy kisses that have way too much tongue, the giggles, the mess, and all the love that comes with this baby girl. . You won’t be my only baby much longer, but you’ll always be my first. The one that made me a mama ♥️