There is a baby inside of me . My third delicious pie-to-be, baking to perfection within the confines of my body and soul. There is so much mystery surrounding a pregnancy, so many curiosities and questions that feel like they will never be answered...
And then they arrive. A few weeks early or a few days late, they finally arrive. They take in their first breath of air and proceed to try out their tiny little lungs.
I'm stuck in the mystery. I look at Moses and Chloe, 5 and 4, and feel like I have known them my whole life. Their personalities, once a tightly wrapped up present, now so obvious and fitting. Their physical attributes that continue to gradually morph as they grow older year after year now make me wonder even more what will this third one look like?!!! It's a little different with interracial kids because the range is much broader. The gradations of skin tone to the possibility of black hair, Moses' thick dark mousy brown mop, or Chloe's borderline blonde loose tresses… the possibilities are endless!
I vowed that if I had a third child that I would take tonnes of photos since I hardly have any at all with my first 2 pregnancies. I have kept that promise, even if it is me posing on my bed in front of my mirror while one of the kids stands and repeatedly presses the camera button. I had my first maternity session over the weekend with my good friend and talented photographer Lindsay Elliott. It was a bit of a collab. I sent photos of ideas I was hoping to get as well as scoping out the light at different locations out here at Centennial beach. She got everything I wanted.
