This Ain't A Surfin' Movie...
Hi, I'm Fawn.
22.
Mother to a beautiful son.
Dancer, lover, dreamer, go-getter.
I write a lot & reblog a lot more.
Enjoy.
xx.
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Another, just for fun.
Maternity clothes, my favorite robe, tiger stripes and all.Messing with the settings on my camera, I don’t use it enough to know half of what it does.
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Send me messages, anon or not, about whatever is on your mind.
Let’s be friends! I’m 30 weeks pregnant today, sick in bed with a headcold watching cars be rebuilt west coast style via Netflix, so the company would be rad.
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I assure you I have shorts on, you just can’t see them because I’m huge.
But, see how my belly is all poked out on the right hand side?
That cute little roundness is my son.
He was sitting front and center this morning and I finally got a photo of how distorted, lumpy & cute he makes my stomach look from the outside.
Not sure if it’s his bum or his head, though. Couldn’t feel any accompanying limbs.
Also. Check out that nice ridiculously poked out belly button I’m rocking these days. Pretty snazzy, right? :)
I’m 26 weeks today. 98 days left to go. -
My hair is getting so long. :)
having gained 24lbs since October, I really don’t think I look that bad. Not much facial weight yet (minus the days where I’m definitely retaining fluid) and I only have 16 weeks left until my honeypie is born. Not too shabby! -
Once upon a time I had a belly button.
23wks, 2 days. -
Laying here alone trying to imagine how my life is going to be in 18 weeks when my son is here.
I will never be alone ever ever again. Not that I’m alone now, with him in me, but it’s different.
I just went to get some water, and all I could think was “when he’s here I’m never going to want to leave the room. Leave where I can hear him. How will I shower? Eat? Sleep? What if I don’t hear him?” and I became so panicked that I almost cried.
In the next breath all I could think of is kissing his little chunk belly, putting on his little socks that look like sneakers and holding him to my chest. I imagine him with soft sandy brown hair with waves like his dads that will feel so good against my cheek when we snuggle.
It’s getting so close now, sneaking up on me like something going bump in the night. I’m so excited, but it’s like the first day of school feeling. I know basic parenting skills but do I know how to be his mom? Like, you always know how to do math, but over the summer with the excitement you always seem to forget somehow.
I want him here so badly that it’s tangible. Granted, I’m going to miss my bump and all his little movements in there but I really need him here.
