Some Randoms, Some Outtakes

Travis took a TON of pictures.  That's how he works.  If you take 15 of one pose, one or two should be perfect.  That annoys me because I can't stand having to sort through 961 pictures to find those few good ones.  I didn't just pull that number either.  961 pics is how many were on his camera card.  Oh and we're having a new baby in 2 days.  No big deal.  Thankfully, I have a brand new camera card so I don't have to do that between now and then.  But here's some other pics that were nice and also when I was done with it all.

 Travis was so mad I stuck my tongue out because everyone else in the pic looked great.  That never happens really.  I was almost sorry that I did it.

 I thought this was so cheesy.  He said, " This is going to feel awkward, but just sit over here."  Then he showed me the pic and said, "Merry Christmas," in between.  To show me he wasn't kidding, he actually did that.  I'm going to redo it and put "Roll Tide."  :)

 Mom and Mema

 I had a phone call.

 I don't know if he was really trying to get a picture of me and my mom here?

 Then apparently, I became fascinated with something on my stomach right in the front yard.  No shame here.

More Pregnancy Pics

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.

Pretty Kiddos

It was also a good opportunity to take some pictures of the beautiful children that we have.  Jaggar, of course, was not in the mood.  This was, "Jaggar, smile."

 And this was, "Jaggar, don't smile."

 Beautiful

 I swear he could be a model.

 Such a good looking boy

 He wouldn't sit with me...sooo.  It did turn out cute.

 And then there's this one.

 I had to bribe him.

 She still remembers my pregnancy pics with Jaggar, so she was so excited to do this.  Sweet girl.

 Love this one.  Looks like a little model, too.  It's no wonder she got class cutie, best dressed and best smile (I think?) in first grade last year.  This is one of my favorites of her.  Such a beauty and that's really inside and out.

Maternity pics

Well, I knew I wanted maternity pictures, and we finally took them.  Not a moment too soon, I know.  I was kind of getting frantic because Travis has just not been here, and it's kind of a moment you can't get back, you know.  Even though I was really tired, it was a beautiful day, and I think Travis captured some great moments in spite of being out of town since Thursday and getting back that mid-morning.  He is so smart when it comes to video and photography.   I'll have to separate these because there are a lot but I think they're all wonderful, but here I am at almost 39 weeks of pregnancy and 3 days before giving birth.

 Jaggar with his Frosty toys

 Jaggar was not in the best of moods when it came to pics.

 I love this one.

Baby on the Way

It's official.  Baby is making his debut in just a few days.  And see that milk expiration date?  He will be born the day before that:  December 5th.  That's the official sign that pregnancy is coming to an end:  when the milk expiration is after you'll give birth.

  I had my weekly doctor's appointment on Monday.  The last time I was there, all dates that I could induce were booked, and Dr Collins was going out of town the 6th-9th.  This time, I asked him how it booked up like that, and he said that I could have picked a date on my first appointment if I'd wanted.  Um...would've been nice to know.  I don't know if I could've done that almost a year in advance though really.  Anyway, still not a lot of progress going on, and he said, "You've got time.  There's still some weeks left before your due date."  Yes.  Yes there are.  Fantastic.  And then he smiled and said,  "You know, some of those women that booked the hospital up had their babies, so if you want, let's call over and see if we can get you in."  His nurse called and gave them my name and at first they said no, but he said, "Oh, no, we put her down.  Look again.." and there I was.  He hi-fived me and said, "See, I told you all those years of being good would pay off."  So I will go back to see him one more time before that on Tuesday afternoon and at midnight that night, which will turn to Wednesday, they'll start the induction process.  I walked out in kind of a daze knowing an exact date.  I almost even thought of calling back and saying, "No...change it to my due date, the 12th.  Or better yet, March."  I'm not scared of labor or delivery even. It's the life changing part of it.  How will Jaggar be?  He's still completely uninterested.  Sage is over the moon excited.  What will our lives be like now?  I will really miss sleeping.  How long will it be before I sleep again?  I'm scared of life as I know it being over.  But then...on the other hand, I'm excited.  In spite of the trauma of life trying to overshadow this little baby boy, he has made himself KNOWN with kicks and squirms and it really started when I was in the hospital with Sage.  Almost like he's saying, "Hey, the plan hasn't changed!  I'm still on the way.  The promise is still on the way."  

I read the most accurate description that I believe I've ever heard of a new baby from someone I have looked up to greatly for years, Donna Byrd, on her hours old first grandchild.

Children come to us, their spirits straight from heaven, still remembering the sights, smells and tastes of heaven. They have been fully equipped to master their destinies on earth. Our prayers should be that they never forget what their callings were and to confidently pursue their destinies they were sent to earth with no doubts.

I teared up when I read it.  It feels almost selfish to tear them away from paradise.  And yet they come to us.  Fully dependent on us but knowing and experiencing more in their first few breaths than we have in our lives on earth.  What a gift.  A real Christmas gift.  I look forward to meeting him.  Holding him.  Smelling him.  Kissing him.  Watching my other 2 with him.  And seeing how he makes his place within our family.  He is wanted.  He is loved.  And...he is named. 

His seat is loaded and ready to go.  Jaggar says he is not sitting next to him.
 

 And his bags are packed.  I should probably pack my own now.