7 weeks.

That's all that's left.

Then our family of two+dog will be three+baby. :)

In general moments I do fine.

As long as I don't think about the fact that what's inside of me eventually has to come out and the method of delivery is one big quandary all by itself.

Or about the fact that we have yet to come up with a name.

Or about the fact that this kid apparently doesn't come with a manual.

Or about the fact that I'm still learning about being a good wife never mind a good mother.

Or about the fact that I still need to buy the cloth diapers I intend to use.

Or about the fact that my registry is incomplete, the shower stuff still has to be finished and there's still one more wedding before maternity leave starts.

So instead I think about how I can't wait to meet him.

Or how I'm going to turn into this Mamarazzi and the wallpaper in our home will feature him.

Or how much everyone loves him already.

Or how hot a dad Mat is going to make.

Or the bedtime stories and prayers and traditions we get to create with our new little family.

Or how he better like my dog.

All photos taken by J & M Photography.

Happy Thursday!


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