My Pregnancy Journey





It has come to an end…

My pregnancy journey, that is.  May of 2022 through January of 2023 were the beginning and end of this final pregnancy chapter in my life.  I will never forget how incredibly hard this last one was.  From the jump, it was different… much more difficult than my first two.  The first two were a breeze, I felt.  Not this one… not even a little bit.  Many days spent in bed, not able to physically force myself out.  Extreme fatigue.  Couldn’t eat or drink anything (even a drop of water) without the wrath of indigestion savaging my throat and chest with fire like heat.  And the pressure… down below… and labor, delivery and recovery is for the birds!  Don’t want or need to do that again!  Done.

But the funniest thing… I’m going to miss it.  I already do.  Ok, I don’t miss the bad, but I am sure going to miss the bump… and the kicks… and the sweet little hiccups… I have missed these things every time my three babies arrived.

And it will never be again.

I will cherish the twenty seven months that I was blessed with to carry my babies in my belly.  I will hold these memories dear to my heart, even though it feels as if my heart has left my body and is in the form of my beautiful children.

They are my whole world, and not a day, hour, minute, second… will go by… without me thanking God for them.  Thank you!

** As always, all credit for these photos goes to my beautiful and talented friend, Laura Gattis.**

Oh, Christmas Tree :: 2021


Merry Christmas Eve, Eve!

I don’t know about you, but I’m pooped!

2 more days until the magic of Santa comes and goes, so I am trying my very best to be present over the next 48 hours.  These sweet moments will not last forever and I’m desperate to cherish each and every one of them.  I hope everyone reading is with their loved ones and feeling the spirit of Christmas!

Bennett Wesley :: Six Years Old (tomorrow)


Once again, I’m sitting here writing out another post for my oldest boy’s birthday.  Another trip around the sun for his beautiful soul.  Another blessing of a year in my life, having him as my son.  Where to begin?  This angel of a child who makes me proud to be his mama every single day, I don’t know where to start.  Let me try…

This boy… budding baseball player, avid martial arts student, math lover, dinosaur expert, reading extraordinaire… bicycle rider (two wheels only)- sometimes with only one hand(!!), master of interpretive dance, repetitive song listener (current fave is Thunderstruck by ACDC), maker of gourmet peanut butter and jelly sandwiches… role model big brother, focused student, and free drawing enthusiast… you are a rare gem, my handsome boy!

Ok, story time.

Bennett has always been a bit on the shy side, never thoroughly enjoying the spotlight and big crowds.  Last year for his birthday (of course Covid was new) we had a very small, family only, party for him and he was in heaven.  He loved it!  He’s a simple man, doesn’t need much to be content…  I absolutely love this about him.  So this year, I have chartered a fishing boat and captain for him and his best buddy and their dads to  go out tomorrow morning for some goooooood fishin’.  When I told him that’s what I planned and that family would come over later in the day to swim and have cake, he seemed totally fine with that idea.  Well, two days ago, I was at the school fundraiser art show and ran into two moms of kids in his class, both of which told me that Bennett, “invited them to his party on Saturday”…. ummmmm…. excuse me, what?!?  I explained to them that I had not planned a big party for him this year, that family was coming over and I was going to attempt to make a Oreo cookie cake for him… and they totally understood! I had to laugh for a moment, because this is SO unlike him… or maybe it IS!  As usual, I checked his take home folder that evening and saw a piece of paper with writing on it.  It said:

Bennett’s Birthday

3 days

(Lists 5 kids names- who I won’t mention) with check marks next to the names




For some reason, in that moment, as a mom, I felt like I had dropped the ball.  This whole time I’m thinking he doesn’t need a big party, he likes his small circle (just like mama), but in reality, this year he has gained a whole new confidence in himself that I must have overlooked.  It was so sweet and sad at the same time, that he made his own little invitation list and checked it off one by one as he invited his buddies from class.  Dropped. The. Ball.

I went to bed uneasy, but woke up refreshed!  I emailed his teacher, who is the sweetest by the way, and asked if he could bring cupcakes to school on Friday, she said YES, of course, and they will sing happy birthday to him and he will have that special time with his classmates :).  He was so excited getting ready for school today, because he knew the cupcakes would be happening.  It was so cute.  And I think he is still totally content with how his birthday will be tomorrow with his close buddy and family (and friends who are family).  I pinky promised him that next year, in first grade, when he turns seven, I will throw him the biggest birthday party and he will be able to invite whoever he wants- so if anything happens to me- Husband, you better fulfill my commitment!!!!  I think it’s so telling of how much he has matured this past year.  His confidence level has grown tremendously, and I’m in awe.  So proud of him, as always.

Bennett, I love you so much.  You are such a huge light in my life and I hope you shine brighter and brighter, as you have been, for the rest of yours!

xo Mom


Special thanks to my beautiful friend Laura Gattis for always taking the most organic photos of my children.