This photo was taken about a year ago, plus a few days (Sept 3, 2020). I was starting to see my 16w bump with Maisie! (It’s one of like 4 pix I have of my Maisie bump, because she was my 3rd child & I didn’t think bump photos were very exciting after my first pregnancy). Anyway, now in my current pregnancy I’m about 6 weeks ahead of where I was last year... but let me tell you... it’s still been really hard being pregnant essentially through the same seasons. And I think I’ve noticed a little trend in myself this year. I am avoiding doing things again that I did last year. Go up north for Labor Day Weekend with friends? No thanks, I already did that pregnant last year. Go to our friends hog roast camp out in August? Meh, I did that pregnant last year. Play Fantasty Football with my husband in his work league? I’m burnt out, count me out this year. And if I sit back and really think about it, I feel my heart is trying to do a little protection game. It would be hard for me to make these memories again this year, knowing that my memories of these events last year included being pregnant with Maisie. And being pregnant again through the same events feels honestly a bit like a betrayal.
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