I don't know if it's because I never carry anything other than my phone with me lately to take pictures or the fact that Travis is just an amazing photographer, but I really think all of these pictures are really good. And it's not me, though I do have a way with the camera (lol, just kidding), but I can try to take pics like this with his camera and it's not JUST the camera. It's definitely the photographer as well. I'm not it. I'm better in FRONT of it. ;)
One day I'll look back and think..."Aww, that pregnant belly." But I'm in the uncomfortable stage. It's not so much that I feel huge. I don't. It's the heartburn. It's the way he can move that shoots pains down my lower back. It's the numbing/stiff feeling I get in my right leg EVERY time I get those braxton hicks contractions. I think those may even be more appealing than sleepless nights though. I'll let you know.
Travis said that he must have moved in this one because he said, "THERE'S your belly. It's like out there now." Sometimes I feel like he moved because there are times I feel bigger.
Travis started to get more creative.
Then he had issues with the shirt I was wearing. He said, "You're the sparkly shirt girl. Why on earth are you wearing gray?" Well...frankly it's because what I was told to sing in that morning, but my sparkly shirts don't fit. But he said, 'Just go put on an orange sparkly shirt.' I wasn't too pleased. It was too short, but he said it looked better. Unfortunately the poses he thought were great here cast a shadow on my face and he didn't use any of them. But here was one.
He wanted to do this again because he said the shirt made my stomach look more pregnant because it was tighter.
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