I have not written much about my pregnancy on my blog, because the experience is so private, and yet dichotomously so universal. I’m in my last month and even though I cannot wait to hold my baby in my arms, I’m a little sad that my pregnancy is ending.

As long as I’ve lived, I have known my mother loves me. Unlike other relationships, I am unable to pinpoint when that love started. And I never really thought about it until my pregnancy. But now, I once again have a forever-kind-of-love, except this time I know where it began. I feel as though I’ve stood at the edge of a newly formed ocean that is expanding and expanding. Almost overwhelming.

This past weekend, my sister gave me the most adorable baby shower. And yes, it’s a GIRL! We are beyond happy at the prospect of welcoming a daughter.

p.s. We had our beautiful baby shower invitations made by an independent designer, you can find her etsy shop here. I was very happy with her work and highly recommend her.