Sneak peak of my photoshoot with The Fox and the Sparrow yesterday
I’ve gotten asked by a handful of people to share more about how this pregnancy is going. The differences between my first and second…what’s been harder….what’s been easier. I know I have been a little more quiet than usual the last few months. I feel like I am a in a season of re-prioritizing. A season of chasing after big dreams, of releasing fear, focusing on what’s important and letting go of my own self defined pace of life. Moving into week number thirty three here in this pregnancy, I am trying to prepare for some pretty huge life changes. All I have known for the last three years is being a mother to my daughter. One mouth to feed, one hand to hold, one heart to protect. It’s been the biggest blessing and joy of my life raising her and watching her grow. I feel like I’ve found my groove with work and being a momma to one little soul, and frankly, it’s a little overwhelming to think of how it will work with 2. I’m not sure how to prepare, and I’m not even sure it’s something I can do. I think once this baby boy enters our world, we will take it all in stride. I will figure out what I can handle, and maybe, some of my desires will change.
Sam and I are no strangers to change. Last November he quit his job to pursue his dream of opening his own retail store, Loneflag. It’s been amazing to see it grow and for him to pour his heart and soul into this business. He works more and sleeps less…..but he is passionate about what he does, and is really just happy. We are happy. Throughout this pregnancy I’ve continued to work on various design jobs and do my best to provide for my family while Loneflag is still gaining traction as a business. It’s definitely a challenge having both parties in a relationship work independently. Insurance and taxes and don’t let me get started on how much it is costing us to have a baby! But we both have entrepreneurial hearts. We want to love what we do. And while that sometimes means more work and less pay…..we wouldn’t have it any other way. A few months ago I decided to pursue a business dream of my own that has been brewing in my heart for several years. It’s something I’ve kept very quit and only vaguely mentioned here and there…but it is part of the reason for my absense here. It was probably the worst timing ever with Sam just having launched his own business, but I felt a strong pull to just go for it….that now was the time. I think sometimes your heart trumphs your head and reward is there for those that are willing to take the risk. So with that mentality, I started pursuing this crazy dream and I am so very close to being able to share it with you! I’ve been working hard to launch it before our boy arrives, and it is creeping up pretty close to the same timeline! Who launches a new business at the same time they are delivering a baby? I guess this silly girl does. I honestly can’t wait to share. And I apologize for being so vague. I know how annoying that is :)
But that was a long tangent slightly off track to this pregnancy. Cru has definitely been harder on me than Rylee was. I feel like I’ve had every negative pregnancy symptom in the book, which is certainly an exaggeration….but it often doesn’t feel like it in the midst of it. Nausea that has never fully gone away, vomiting, heartburn, heart palpitations, constipation, anemia, leg cramps, nerve pain….and a few others that I will fail to mention. I don’t know if it’s because he’s a boy, because I am working too hard, or because I am already chasing after a 2 1/2 year old that I leave no down time for myself. Maybe it’s a combination of them all, or maybe it is simply the nature of this pregnancy. I have mentioned it before, but during my pregnancy with Rylee, my allergies to gluten and dairy went away. And I was one of the lucky ones that had them never return. For the most part, my pregnancy with her was pretty easy. Unfortunately though, I had a lot of anxiety because she was always measuring so small. But Cru has been a champ, and although I’ve been sicker, he has been healthier. This pregnancy has honestly just flown by. I feel like I blinked and here I am at 33 weeks. I remember with Rylee I had her entire nursery ready and everything prepared nearly months before her arrival. Poor Cru has a tiny pile in the corner of one of our drawers and still no place to sleep. I promise, we will figure that out before he comes. seven. more. weeks. I better get moving.