The end of pregnancy has always been the most challenging for me physically, mentally, and emotionally. It’s also so bittersweet… the end of an era, stepping out of one role and preparing to step into another. I’ve had three very different pregnancies, and yet I’m grateful for each one.. for what they taught me, how they strengthened me, and for the beautiful blessings they brought into my life. As I reach the end of this pregnancy, I’m reminding myself to slow down and embrace these last moments with my bump, because before I know it, this chapter will be over. Each day I wake up thanking God, praying for grace, and holding onto the gratitude that carries me through. I’m proud of my body. And amazed by what we as women are capable of. (Here’s a bump dump that you didn’t ask for 🙃)