It all started with this photo in the Banana Republic Outlet dressing room, a shocking realization that something was most definitely up.
Followed the next morning with an "Oh ... my ... God!"
I so wanted to tell Bryson in some weird, wacky, fun way that I was pregnant but I ended up blurting it out while in traffic near the corner of Kalamazoo and 28th. That spot still holds a special place in my heart, and I think of that moment every time I drive through that magical corner.
Our first glimpse of her beautiful face.
And my protruding belly the morning of the fall.
And then, in the flashiest of flashes, she was here, in my arms.
Doing amazing things like meeting her brother.
Who knew I'd have such a tiny baby after my 10 lbs. 10 oz. baby boy?!
Who knew that after positively swimming in her going home outfit (which I almost accidentally consigned the other day!!) ...
... that she would grow enough to be wearing 9 month clothing at only 4 months of age!
She hasn't liked her car seat from the get-go. But really, who can blame her?
Our first glimpse of her beautiful face.
And my protruding belly the morning of the fall.
And then, in the flashiest of flashes, she was here, in my arms.
Doing amazing things like meeting her brother.
Who knew I'd have such a tiny baby after my 10 lbs. 10 oz. baby boy?!
Who knew that after positively swimming in her going home outfit (which I almost accidentally consigned the other day!!) ...
... that she would grow enough to be wearing 9 month clothing at only 4 months of age!
She hasn't liked her car seat from the get-go. But really, who can blame her?
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