“I’ll love you forever,
I’ll like you for always.
As long as I’m living
My baby you’ll be.”
As Thanksgiving approaches, I can’t think of a more fitting time to reflect on life’s blessings and acknowledge everything that I am grateful for.
Just last year, my husband and I were celebrating one month of marriage. Our families came together around the table to share in a delicious, home cooked meal.
I was excited about the progress of my blog, which was planned to launch in mid-December. Tysson was beginning his career training young athletes, and we had no idea what was in store.
In April, we found out that we would receive our biggest blessing yet. It was just one day after signing on our new home (one with plenty of room to grow).
In June, it became a bit more real. We entered the second trimester and announced that we were having a baby boy. I was carrying a miniature version of my best friend, the man that I love with all of my heart.
We went on our Honeymoon in August. To Maui. To paradise. The place where we said “I do.”
I felt my son kick for the first time and began to embrace every aspect of pregnancy, even my growing hips and tummy. Maternity clothes were my new best friend.
In October, we celebrated one year of marriage by visiting our baby via 4D ultrasound. (Oh my goodness, his face is beautiful.)
And as Thanksgiving approaches again this year, I feel both nostalgic and anticipatory of what lies ahead.
Every day, I experience the same emotions. One minute, I can’t wait to meet my sweet baby boy. The next, I begin to wonder, “Am I ready? Will I be a good mom?”
And no matter what, there is one thought that remains constant. Gratitude.
I am overwhelmed with so much gratitude.
I know how truly blessed I am to be carrying this little miracle inside of me. To be fortunate enough to create life and to be entrusted with the responsibility and opportunity to be a mom.
We visited the doctor yesterday and were told that we are in the home stretch. Baby Boy’s lungs are fully developed and he could come at any time.
So now the countdown begins. People say that the last few weeks feel like the longest. But with the holidays here, I find myself with plenty of distractions.
Our son will come when he is ready. And my biggest fear is that my heart may explode the second I meet him. I can’t wait to welcome him into our family. Our biggest blessing yet.
This post was sponsored by PinkBlush Maternity, who gifted me with this beautiful robe for my maternity shoot. Who knew that pregnancy clothes could be so stunning?! Thank you for making me feel like a radiant mommy-to-be.
Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours! May this coming year bring you blessings beyond measure.
Photography by Brionne Graff of PhotoGraff Design.