When this little moment popped up in my timehop the other day I was flooded with so many memories. I can remember taking that photo. It was actually at Eric’s mum place when I was visiting at around 30 weeks preggo.
I am filled with so much happiness as I know that bump is now my beautiful little boy. I delighted in my pregnancy (while being simultaneously terrified) so photos of it just bring me happiness and joy.
They also bring me sadness now as another part of me see this and thinks will this ever be again? This state of being feels elusive and so far away. Who knew it would be so hard?
Anyway, this wasn’t exactly wordless but it was wordless FOR ME. It’s all relative, folks.
Keep on keepin’ it real and fighting the good fight, friends.