It will be12 years ago this June that I walked out of this same temple on the arm of my new husband. My best friend. The love of my life.
How fast time flutters away and you are left with three wild and unruly children, a mortgage that gives you a coronary every month, and when you look in the mirror you see a shell of your former self.
Congrats Erika & Daniel…The best is yet to come!!
Eight hours.
EIGHT. FREAKING. HOURS.
Laboring. Without an epidural.
Tami is my ultimate hero.
And even though at the very end she had to get an epidural or have an emergency C-section, in my book she had that baby naturally and endured till the end.
Beautiful baby Charlotte was the end result of all the hard work.
I felt so privileged to be a witness of this little miracle of life….
Some people just wear pregnancy so well.
I hate those people.
My good friend Tami just happens to be one of those people.
I hate her (as in a ‘I love you’ kind of way).
These pics were taken two days ago. She literally could burst at any time and the girl is jumping off hay bales. HAY BALES!! (her idea, NOT mine).
She’s crazy. She’s insanely creative (another reason why I hate her in a loving kind of way). She can still do jazzercise while 3 cm dilated. Is there anything this woman cannot do? Geesh!
Sometimes I feel like I need to get new friends. The ones I have are just too freaking awesome.
Let’s get that baby OUT!! Can’t wait to meet her!!
XOXO
