Instead of the good complexion and sunny dispostion that many women have during pregnancy, I was a perpetual shade of green. I puked so much that I knew where the nearest available toilet or garbage can was in every locale I frequented.
It is safe to say that I was not, in fact, rocking the baby bump.
That is why this picture is oh so special to me.
A local photographer and friend snapped family photos for us when I was 7 months pregnant with Ellerie. It happened to be a good day for me. I was not feeling sick, and Ethan and Abbie were having a ball getting their pictures taken. I just relaxed and enjoyed the moment.
That day, and probably only that day, I rocked my baby bump.
Later I found out that that picture was chosen to be on the cover of a local mom's magazine. It has proven to be a super special momento of probably my last pregnancy.
***********I am linking up with Shell and her Rockin' the Baby Bump linky party.*******************
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