DETAILS | top c/o Rosie Pope, yoga pants/Target, sweater/Altared State
I can't believe how fast time is flying. I am nearly 6 months pregnant and I am amazed that in 112 days we're going to hold our baby girl in our arms. Like, what??
I'm not sure at what point I'll feel the full transformation into Mama, but I must admit that I've noticed subtle shifts taking place in my heart and spirit. I think of her so often, and I imagine what our new little life will hold. I dream of the sweet things and I admittedly am anxious for the things I have no idea how I'll face. I look forward to the challenges that will grow me as a woman, as a wife, as a Mama, as a daughter of God... I welcome it all. I know it won't be easy, but few pieces of my story have been.
I've been writing letters to our sweet girl each week and it's become my most treasured time spent with her. I have plans to get it bound for her to keep and grow with. I want to be intentional with all that I do, but I know that undoubtedly I will fail at times. I will fail to take in the moments, to stop and watch her grow, to be at the things that matter, and to not take for granted each day. I know life will get busy and I will be human. But, I set out to do my very best; to be everything she deserves. I can't wait to be her Mama and help her to become the beautiful woman of God I know she is called to be.
There is no real purpose in me writing this today, except that I may need to revisit it at times. In the moments where it is challenging or difficult, in the moments where I lose sight of the important, or when I simply need a reminder of how sweet a season this is.