37 weeks

It had to happen.  HAD to.  I couldn't go into labor until it did.

Family maternity pictures.

I get unduly stressed about taking family photos.  It feels like there's a lot of pressure, like my own images of my own family have to be especially perfect.  I get weirdly stressed about what to wear, even though I happily and easily give advice to clients about what to wear.  My own toddler often doesn't want to cooperate, just like my clients' worry about their own littles.  I get an idea in my head of exactly how I want certain shots to look, and end up snapping at my family when it's not working or accidentally being mean to my niece for running through a shot.  

We tried to make these shots happen a few times, and while I was totally satisfied with the adorable shots we got at the beach of Sweet Pea and me, I really, really wanted a family shot of the three of us and my belly to mark this season of our lives.  Thing after thing kept happening until I really thought it just wouldn't happen.  

Then the skies opened up (literally, after it poured for a week and ruined about 7 different times we had planned) and here they are.  My sweet and precious family, ready to add #4.

 

 

 

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

 

  

  

 

 

 

 

 

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