Seven months pregnant with my third child. I remember when I received this photograph how poetic I thought it was that it captured my present, my past (the stretchmarks from my two previous pregnancies), and my future.
My grandmother. I miss her. EVERYDAY. She was one of the most beautiful people, both inside and out. I wish I had asked her more questions about her life while she was here. Things like her favorite color, her desires and dreams, her favorite animal...
Yes, I did play the guitar once. And seriously, I could totally rock out Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star.
My gorgeous baby girl. I still can't believe she is going to be a mama. :)
My handsome son. Honestly, where does the time go?
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