Today is the last day of our 26th week, baby boy!
Jackie and Dave got married last night. I got to take you and your bump out on wedding dance floor for some serious swinging. I should probably warn you that both your parents are both completely shameless dancers. You have so many hours of embarrassment to look forward to...
You made everything about the wedding a bit more sentimental. You, little boy, are the lens through which I watched the slideshow of childhood photos of the bride and groom. I got a bit weepy imagining your wedding, and you aren't even born yet!
Your grandparents have been here all week - Sweet T and Pop, Jason's parents. The four of us shared a beautiful suite near the Seattle wedding venue and got to enjoy the market and Dahlia bakery donuts together. Jason's dad says being around us brings back so many memories of when they were in our position, and Jason was the wiggling baby inside someone's belly. His mom tells me that although they were married for five years before they had kids, it felt like time began when Jason was born... Being pregnant makes me feel a little like that, like time has truly begun. For the first time, I see the weeks passing right before my eyes - I see the passage of time every time I look down at my growing lap. Seriously, baby, the last six months have flown by. All of the sudden I look and feel like a bonafide pregnant woman.
Everyone's begging for belly shots but my phone camera got water in it and I've been a little self conscious about modeling. But between the visiting Keils and my little sister, a few photos were finally snapped this weekend in Seattle. Your first portraits! Maybe we should make you a scrapbook, although it will probably be a few years before you can appreciate it.
We sure do love you, little one.
From your mom.
