I’ve dreamed about being a mom for as long as I can remember. Whenever I was asked what I wanted to be when I grew up, my answer was always the same. A mom. (Except for a few months when I wanted to be an escort after watching pretty woman before I found out what an escort was). The last almost 10 months has been filled with happiness and excitement and an overall feeling of peace, more than I ever thought possible. It’s also been filled with lots of hormones, constant anxiety if baby girl is safe, sleepless nights, peeing more in the last few months than I have in the last 10 years, questionable aches and pains, and an infinite number of Google searches. I wish I could go back in time for a moment and give the me a year ago the biggest hug and tell her all her dreams are going to come true. That I will get to be a mom and that I’ll get to do it all with the love of my life. As I lay here with you squirming around in my tummy, I’m a little sad that I no longer get to be your home. But we can’t wait to meet you on this side, you are already our home. 🤍 📸: @dreamymomentsphotography