Armed & Ready

June officially rolled in & my belly is still growing. I'm stretching in at 8 months. My MIL reminds me each time we talk how much bigger I am than other women. Thanks. But, it's not just her. Most by standers are squeamish around me thinking she must be ready to POP. Until this week, I haven't felt that big. I know I'm bigger than my 5'7" friends and thats to be expected, no? I feel the weight of my belly crushing my 5'0" frame  & hips but I'm still comfortable in my own skin. I'm armed with baby dolls dresses and I'm not afraid to fill them out. I also ordered a swimsuit and it stretches just nicely over my emerging baby bump. I'm looking forward to spending some days relaxing and in the sun (yes I don't mind the heat) when we go away to celebrate our fourth honeymoon. Beach. Faux drinks. Relaxing. And, can't wait to get away just me and Ted. Our last hoo-ray before our family grows.

I wouldn't trade the last four years for anything. The memories. The investment. The love. The learning. The transitions. The growth. All of which has brought our marriage closer and helped us prepare to grow our family with little ones. I always thought I'd be the one to pop'em babies out the second we said 'i do', but after getting married we really thought it would be wonderful to have a few years under our belts before. I'm thankful for these years. Precious time. Foundation. 

And with four years closing in... I'm fully extending my arms around this new season of wife-dom. Caring for my little family full time. Two weeks of work left, y'all. I'm so thankful for the opportunity to stay home with my baby. It has always been my ultimate dream. 

Cheers to dreams coming true over and over and over again.