Best Of

I've seen a few people chronicling some of their best posts from this year, and I thought I'd do that since I'll be busy baking today and going to important appointments (okay, getting a pedicure). I looked through my archives and couldn't really find any words that I loved enough to share again. Instead I found pictures. My best face, my best body, my best love. I've never felt so beautiful in my life as when I was pregnant with Tommy. I remember when I was taking a license renewal course a week before my due date, the instructor asked when I was due, and I chirped, "A week from Thursday!" She almost fell over because she thought I had another month because I was so happy and energetic still. I just loved it. My big belly, the life that moved inside of me, the wondering whether it was a boy or a girl, dreaming about labor and meeting my baby. Love for every moment.


I touched my belly all the time, feeling him from the inside and out. When I was teaching, I'd be in the front of the room and notice that I was rubbing my belly while lecturing. I couldn't stop myself. Sometimes my students would notice the jumping movements of the life in me. Sometimes I'd gasp at a particularly hard movement and they'd laugh.

Joy. So much joy, this year.

Photos by Beth Fletcher Photography