Rest

This is where I'll be today.

I've finally made it home, after leaving my hotel room in Phoenix at 10pm last night. These last few days have definitely taken a toll on my body, even though I've been able to slip in a little extra rest here and there. With just over 10 weeks left in this pregnancy, I'm beginning to see a difference in what I can and can't do, physically.

Now I'm here, snuggled close to my sweet little girl, who woke up extra early with her daddy to come greet me. Their embraces were divine. The sight of them was such that all the weariness from the days away just vanished, and my only thought was to savor this moment.

So, here I'll rest. Between unpacking, laundry, re-packing and tickle-fights, rest is what my body needs. Rest, and lots of kisses from the loves of my life.

Sunday Citar

Have you come across a quote that inspired you? Or made you think? Maybe it made you smile. Or reminded you of someone special? Or maybe none of the above, but you just liked it. Well, share it! It's time for Sunday Citar!

“There's nothing half so pleasant as coming home again.”
~Margaret Elizabeth Sangster

In a few hours, this is where I will be... in the air and on my way home.

Nothing is sweeter.

As my family sleeps tonight, I'll be getting closer to them by the moment, waiting to feel their embrace, waiting to breathe in their heartwarming scent, waiting see their beaming faces.

Nothing is sweeter.

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Fall Family:: The Keyes

We truly had such a great time, and a great session with a sweet family. They didn't what to think about some of the things we threw at them, but they went along with it, smiling the whole way! I tried to narrow it down to just a few favs for the blog, but you know how well that goes. Aren't they a gorgeous family!? And they were a joy to work with!

Meet the Keyes.

Most Thankful

For my growing family, our health and our abounding love for each other. Believing you and yours have a blessed and safe Thanksgiving.

*And thanks to the wonderful Briony, my partner in 'crime', for tromping out into the field that cold day to snap a couple pics.*

28 Weeks

To my Baby Boy Blue,

I can't believe it, you are about the size of a bag of flour! We had our visit with the midwife today, and everything is going perfectly. You are healthy, growing, and a little busy-body. At about 2 1/2 lbs now, you are really showing, and making me feel all the changes my body is going through. We can tell how you are laying in my belly. This week I'll be traveling and I have some good tips from the midwife on flying while keeping you and me healthy at the same time. I guess it's time for you to start working, right? :) At least I'll be spending my Thanksgiving with you, little guy. With all my love... already.

Speechless

A couple of nights ago, while getting my daughter into her bed, she...

well...

didn't really like it.

I know, it's a surprise, right?

She tried all the excuses, but we stood our ground and kissed her goodnight. On nights when she goes to bed on time, it seems that she goes to bed very well. On nights where she's worn out and up later, those seem to be the nights with a little more, shall I say, trouble.

After about ten minutes, we heard a pitter-patter down the hall, and slowly our door began to open. Aliyah stepped just inside our room and with a shy smile, announced, "I've changed my attitude. Love you, goodnight."

With that, she was gone and back into bed.

We both looked at each other, astonished, and proud. Sometimes our three-year-old leaves us speechless.