This time last year we were impatiently awaiting the arrival of a little someone we already felt an unexplainable love for. We were only eight weeks away from Dawson changing our world forever. Looking back now, we had no idea. Of the love, the sleepiness, the laughter, the messiness… all of it. I can recall those days of preparation so vividly. Derek and my brother installing wallpaper with smiles despite obvious frustration with unevenness and a particular pregnant someone. Being showered with love and necessities by the hands of friends and family. The cleaning of baseboards, the folding one tiny onesies. The sciatica pain that rivals that of labor. But mostly, the blissful anticipation.
These photos captured our peaceful excitement quite perfectly. Frolicking around a lost lake, gathering snippets of parenting advice from our sweet photographer, and figuring out what I wanted for dinner- the topic of many pregnant conversations.
If I’m being completely honest, reminiscing on these photos makes me long to know those feelings again. Soon enough.
“For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb” Psalm 139:13
Photography by: Stephanie Ryan Photography