I attended a photo camp this weekend in an attempt to learn how to take better photos, particularly of you. The second day of the workshop came with the request that we bring a child with us, and so you got to come along. You weren’t in a great mood this morning, but we still got some fun shots. You particularly liked a red tricycle that you were just barely too small for and of course you loved the bubble station. I really enjoyed the class and look forward to putting my new skills to use. Here are some of the photos from today.
The baby is due in 10 weeks. It seems both unbearably long and minutely small. I am anxious to be done with pregnancy, to meet our newest addition, to find out if you have a little brother or sister, and to hold and snuggle you both close to me simultaneously. But I am struggling with the knowledge that our family of three will be no more, that you’ll no longer have my full attention and affection. While I feel the need to prepare for the new baby, I feel a stronger drive to just be with you. I want to really focus on you these next 10 weeks, enjoy reading to you at bedtime, snuggling with you in the mornings, and engaging with you throughout the days.
You are so confident, carefree, perfect. You never display hesitation or self-doubt. I admire you for this. Last weekend we were in downtown Boulder at the Fairy Festival, and we came upon a crowd watching a live band. Two older girls were holding hands and dancing to the music. You watched them intently for a couple minutes, then walked over, grabbed their hands, and joined in the fun. I was so proud of you for just diving into their revelry with no inhibition or fear; it literally brought tears to my eyes. I hope your spirit and confidence outlast the judgment and pressures that will someday be a part of your daily life.