::weekly snapshots::

Yesterday at a local grocery store when I strolled up to the register and placed my items on the belt the cashier loudly announced “Holy crap! You’re not going to have your baby in my aisle are you? I’m not prepared for that! Gosh, you’re scaring me!”

Another woman who I don’t know at another store simply exclaimed “Wow. You must be due like, right NOW!” and would not take her eyes off my stomach to even look me in the face.

A family member recently pointed to my fingers and face and commented on how they were “…getting very chubby“.
When I first became pregnant, and especially when I first started to have a noticeable baby bump, I often felt overwhelmed by the encouraging comments I got from many people, saying I looked great and that I seemed really healthy and that pregnancy looked good on me. Sometimes the things people would say seemed a little unnecessary and over-the-top. I’ve realized as I’ve gotten bigger that those people, the ones who are super sweet and encouraging to pregnant women, they are angels.  They were sent to balance out the rest of the population who seem to not know how to communicate with a full-term pregnant woman. The ones who just can’t stop staring and taking their eyes off of our bellies, afraid we are going to pop out a kid at any moment.

Pregnancy, I’m over you. I’m ready for my baby. I’m ready to have my body back.

Okay, sorry everyone! 39 week pregnancy gripe time is over! In all honesty, it has been easy to be positive about my pregnancy. Most of the experience has been wonderful and I’ve loved being pregnant, have felt great the entire time, and have had a plethora of encouragement and support from family and friends. But the last few weeks are definitely the hardest! I’m learning a lot about patience and am trying to be as gracious as I can be.

I stumbled upon this post the other day and was super encouraged to relax a little bit and remember to treat myself with some kindness and TLC. After being discouraged by some of those comments I received yesterday, I read the post again this morning. The author of the post had her baby recently and it’s been so fun to see her updates and know that, honestly, any day now that will be me- with my baby boy in my arms and I’ll barely be able to remember what life was like before him.

I’m taking Ashlee’s advice and this afternoon I’ve scheduled a massage, and I think we’re going out for thai food this evening. I spent some time looking through my instagram photos from the past few weeks too and it was encouraging to be reminded of all the glimpses of good things going on in my life right now including…

…a super attentive and snuggly kitty (all three kitties are great but Oscar in particular, has given his Mom some extra special love these past few days- he even snuggled up with Parrish too while she was visiting!)…

…delicious spring and summer time meals cooked at home- insalata caprese, pesto pizza, fried rice, great green vegetable pasta, mockaritas and fresh tomato quiche…

…and many other good things including time with family, a concert by my favorite artist, shopping trips and making crib sheets.

Life is good, beautiful… and it’s about to get even better. : )

arrynvogan - Wow, those are some bold statements. I think the worst one I have heard was about a month ago when I was in the hospital on my way to my appointment…a lady in the elevator looked at me and then asked, “So, are you pregnant or are you just fat?” The nerve and gall of that woman! I just stared at her and didn’t have words. Of course when she got off the elevator I had a whole slew of things I could have said! I just couldn’t believe it!May 18, 2012 – 3:31 pm

Erin - I have thought during your whole pregnancy how adorable you are. I would definitely have had some choice words for those women, so good for you for biting your tongue and being graceful about it. :) We are excited for you and anticipate the news! Keep being patient and just stay positive. Big hugs.May 18, 2012 – 3:39 pm

::Lauren turned 1::

Adorable, blue-eyed Lauren turned one and we took some pics to mark the special occasion and document this stage in her life. She’s got so much personality and her expressions are priceless! Sometimes it can be difficult to keep the attention of babies this age for photoshoots- they are distracted by everything! Mom and Dad did a good job helping me keep Lauren occupied and focus during the shoot. I love doing repeat shoots for clients, especially of kids who I can see grow and change right before my lens. Happy (belated) Birthday, Lauren!

::I want to be a certain kind of mom::

I know many bloggers who, once they found out were pregnant, wrote following posts in correlation with their developing bellies as letters to their unborn child. Letters that are heartfelt and full of hopes and dreams for their future with the kid(s), and maybe letters that their kids can look back on and read someday.

While I haven’t chosen to do that with this blog, I have been thinking especially recently, drawing so close to my due date, about all the hopes and expectations I have for myself as a Mom. Of course, I know I’m new at this and I probably shouldn’t place too many expectations on myself right at the beginning. But there are certain kinds of Moms out there, Moms I have known and admired that have attributes I hope to replicate in my relationship with my own son.

I want to be the kind of Mom that isn’t afraid to get messy or be silly with her son. Setting my maturity and appearance aside, I want to make my son laugh and giggle his little heart out.

I want to be the kind of Mom that lets her son play outside and encourages him to be outdoors every chance he can get. Eating a little dirt, and skinning his knees, climbing trees, and falling in love with bugs, birds, reptiles, and whatever else he finds outside that brings out a sense of wonder. I want to show him the beauty of our earth and spend time walking hand in hand through the woods with him, admiring the trees and life that surround us.

I want to be the kind of Mom that always listens to her son and hears what he has to say. Even at an early age when he might be babbling or difficult to understand, I want to pay attention to his acts of communication and make sure my ears are always open to every opportunity and way of connecting with him that he presents to me.

I want to be the kind of Mom that helps with homework, assists in every geography assignment or english essay. I don’t want to be afraid to admit to my son that I don’t know all the answers, and I want to show him that education and learning is a life-long process, one that we can always do together.

I want to be a thoughtful kind of Mom. One who pays attention to what her son’s favorite foods are and occasionally packs them as treats in his lunch. I want to be the kind of Mom that knows when her son has had a bad day, without him having to explain it to her, and knows just what to do to bring a smile to his face.

I want to be the kind of Mom that doesn’t give up on her personal friendships and remains an individual. I want my son to know that I have dreams, goals, aspirations, and I want him to see me continue to pursue those things. I want my son to know me as an artist, a photographer, and admire me for who I am, not just what kind of Mom I am.

I want to be the kind of Mom that isn’t afraid to mess up. I want to show my son that we are all imperfect people, and that I will continually have things I need to work on, and that’s ok. I don’t want to let my pride get in the way of opportunities in which I will have to learn and grow as a Mom. I never want him to think that I believe he is the only one who needs to change, learn, and grow because I have all the right answers. I want to be the kind of Mom that embraces every opportunity I have to become a better Mom.

Most of all, I want to be the kind of Mom that loves her son unconditionally, whoever he is, whatever he does, and however he chooses to live his life. And I want to show my son that loving others is the highest calling we have on this earth. I want him to know that there are no limits on how we should love someone- no boundaries because of race, reputation, background, sexual orientation, or education. I want to be the kind of Mom that shares the love of Christ with my son, in hopes that he will return that love in bigger and better ways to everyone he encounters.

rachel - thanks for this thought-provoking post..it got me thinking about not only what kind of mom i eventually want to be, but what kind of wife, friend, daughter, person i want to and should be. you’re going to be a great mom Kay!May 15, 2012 – 1:53 pm

Margaret - I pray that God will give you everything you need and more to be these things for your sweet son. What a lucky little boy he will be! Love you Kay. Thanks for these beautiful words!May 15, 2012 – 1:53 pm

Noelle - I truly believe you will be all these things.May 15, 2012 – 4:24 pm

Jen Brown - Will you be my mommy? Ok, seriously though, I think that is the kind of mom most of us wish we had. :) May 15, 2012 – 5:49 pm

Parrish - Touching thoughts, Kaylan. I have no doubts that you will be a very caring and nurturing mother. I’m glad I have a good role model to pave the way!May 16, 2012 – 9:04 am

Sunshine - love.May 16, 2012 – 10:02 pm

richieroy - i am confident you will be that kind of mom:)May 18, 2012 – 11:16 am