A Pregnancy Journal: Eight Months
Holy moly we’re almost at the finish line…
This gorgeous silhouette shoot was done by up-and-coming photographer Isabelle Ratane, who I met in Monaco this spring. She’s been here in the States shooting for Move LifeStyle in Los Angeles and New York for the past two months and this was an impromptu maternity session we shot. I absolutely love how moody and classic these photos are!
I can’t wait to meet this tiny person who gleefully kicks and hammers and punches and dances his little heart out inside me. I’ve been looking at newborn photos of Finn and remembering that awe-inspiring, sleep-deprived, wondrous phase of life. I wonder how similar these two boys will look and how different their personalities will be. I wonder if I will feel calmer than last time. I wonder if, in the middle-of-the-night fog, I will be able to appreciate just how short this phase is, and remember that I will survive it.
Prenatal yoga has been my sanity-saver this time, same as the last time. Patti Lewis holds an incredibly supportive class at Larchmont YogaWorks that begins with everyone sharing how far along they are, and their pregnancy experiences that week. This class is one of the parts of pregnancy I missed most because of the truly supportive feminine environment I find there. I wish I could find a similarly relaxed and supportive group for non-pregnant women in LA.
I think Finn can sense that things are changing, as I’m waking up to find he’s quietly making his way into our bed every night. (Thank goodness we decided to invest in a king size bed last month!) We’re almost to the end of one journey and about to embark on another. It’s going to be quite an adjustment for every member of this little family, I think. Wish us luck.