How was your 4th of July holiday? Parker and I drove up to Maryland to visit my Grammy, stopping halfway to visit family in Bristol, Virginia each way. It was a really great trip and even though the long drive was a little extra difficult on this pregnant body of mine, I am glad we made it.
Grammy’s house is where Parker and I got married and is surrounded by beautiful fields and picturesque landscape so I really wanted to get some photographs of my belly in this place that means so much to us at this stage in pregnancy. The dress I wore is the same dress I wore for our engagement pictures – it’s my mom’s wedding dress. I just love this dress so much. It’s so flattering and photographs beautifully, so I wore it again. When Grammy saw me in it, she said, “Boy, I’m glad your mom didn’t look like that on her wedding day!” Haha :) I have to say, it was a much tighter fit than when I last put it on, but I was still able to get it zipped! Also worth mentioning: For the first time in my life, I have cleavage!! Rejoice! Pregnancy is awesome. :)
Anyway, Parker was my photographer for these photos. I really wanted my beloved wedding photographer, Nessa Kessinger, to take them, but with a baby on the way, professional portraits just weren’t in the budget. We rented a nicer lens than I own which helped a lot, took about a million shots to get a few good ones, and I edited them to make it not-as-obvious that a couple of amateurs were in charge, but overall I’m pretty pleased with how they turned out. Although, I do confess to pouting during our shoot and saying, “I wish Nessa were here…” more than a few times. Maybe next pregnancy!
Also, just for record-keeping sake, a few things other things worth noting:
Parker and I spent 4th of July in downtown Frederick, MD which was a lot of fun. That town is awesome. We had a good time doing a food crawl with all the food trucks and stands outside. I ate not one, but TWO corn dogs that day – very odd for me since usually corn dogs gross me out. Pregnancy cravings are strange! Also: funnel cake, obviously. We went back to Grammy’s after a while to nap and rest before going back out for fireworks. What is it about fireworks that are so romantic?
We left Grammy’s house with a rocking chair for the nursery and the rocking horse that my grandfather built for my brother and me. He also built toys when he was involved with Habitat for Humanity after he retired and kept a few, which we took also. I’m so happy that our kids will get to know his beautiful woodworking skills, even though he’s not here anymore.
Baby boy is kicking like crazy! It’s so enjoyable to feel him move and be so active. Especially when we were visiting Grammy. I would lay down on the sofa and without fail, it was playtime. More so than ever before, even since being back home. He really liked that one sofa I guess. Also, his kicks have become so strong that I don’t wake up, but incorporate them into my dreams when he’s kicking at night. And a few times I’ve felt alternating kicks on both sides of my belly, like he’s putting both arms out in opposite directions and punching, rapid-fire style. It’s very entertaining.
Nesting is kicking in. I’ve started collecting things for the nursery, but nothing is put together yet. My dad is supposed to help me with a few projects this weekend, and Parker is going to be picking up the crib from Ikea this week too so it’s going to come together soon. In the meantime, I’ve found myself rearranging all the furniture in the living room, scrubbing baseboards, and vacuuming every nook and cranny I can reach with my extender hose, so I think I can definitely say I’m nesting.
Also, the heat and humidity this year are really hard on me! I get nauseous when it’s really hot out and so I am trying to stay inside during the worst of the day. And being as big as I am at 26 weeks, I keep thinking it’s going to be a very long summer. But then I realize that it’s already halfway over and our little one will be here before we know it, so I am trying to relish every moment of this wonderful pregnancy and not pine for any moment but the present.