amazing what a few weeks will do. i took a picture of my belly at 31 weeks, well this is the one my mom took at nearly 40 weeks. when you are looking down on the belly it never looks quite as big as it looks to someone else.
and i never would have guessed that there was a 9 lb-er in there! i didn't even get new stretch marks.
does it make me sad to say this is my last pregnancy picture? a bit, but not as much as you might imagine. this pregnancy was hard, physically. and labor and delivery were harder still. i have definitely reached a point where i can say, "i'm done having babies." and be happy about it. after nate i did *not* feel done. sure there are parts i will miss. especially, feeling my baby moving around in my belly--there is just something magical about it, a connection so deep and primal and direct, a feeling that gets lost, or at least more distant, the minute they are born.
p.s. ignore the messy background and my dad--who is working his chiropractic magic on my very pregnant body. love you daddy!
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