Journal



#2,517 Christmas Eve Eve.

Tonight we went to Jim and Mallorie’s for a tiny little get together with our friends who only get to come home to Laurel a couple times a year and the Polaroids are my treasures of the night.


I can’t remember if I’ve told you or not, but Emily and I are due almost at the same exact time! She is one week ahead of me, but with their 3rd baby. I can’t wait to find out if they’ll get a girl or boy this time but they like the element of surprise. I’ve liked having one of my dearest friends along on the same journey as me–a friend to hold my hand as we jump into the swimming pool that she’s been swimming in all along. I don’t know how cold the water will be, but she assures me it’s going to be fun. I don’t know why my belly still doesn’t stick out much, but at 9 months pregnant I’m grateful to still be feeling great and mostly  normal. Pregnancy has been nothing that I feared it would be and more lovely than my best expectations. Thanks be to God.


Merry Christmas Eve Eve, friends!