six months of carrying life. it feels like we’re both days and a lifetime away from meeting him. mostly it feels like it’s right here, happening now. what was life before him? can we ask that yet? does he need to be born before we talk about not knowing what it was to exist in a world without him? I love our firstborn so much. he takes up space in so many of our conversations already.

tonight we walked through woods on the property out to the pasture for these. it was worth it, even having to dodge the multitudes of spider webs and getting on hands and knees to get through barbed wire fence. we didn’t go out at the ideal time, and it was more of an adventure than a 120-second “let’s get our portrait today”, but some days these will be that, and that’s ok. aiming for achievable, that’s all. and for this Saturday night, walking the land was achievable, thoughtful, quiet, & fun. my heart is happy & full.