Somedays, it's hard to believe that we're really in the home stretch of this pregnancy and that soon, we'll be holding our son for the very first time. On other days, of course, it feels like pregnancy lasts forever and that my son and I are destined to fall through our future as though strapped in the same parachute for the rest of our lives. Happily, I know that now that we are officially at the 36-week mark and will be considered full-term next week, we will, indeed be in our own skins very soon, looking at each other at last.
I will save my overall reflections on pregnancy until after my son is here and I've had a week or so to get used to having a lonely body again, but for now, I thought I'd share some of the items (and one person) that have been invaluable to me throughout these long--however blessed!--months:
Oh, and he is an amazing photographer, and perhaps the only one that will ever photograph me naked (especially while pregnant).