I’m usually not very comfortable showing off my giant belly, which explains why I didn’t do a photo shoot the last two pregnancies. Also, I figured I’d be pregnant again so there’s always the next time. But I’ve been wanting to get some photos of my belly this time around. You know, just in case I don’t do this pregnancy thing for the fourth time.
So I got the kids to be the props and the husband helped to take the photos.
Tru was all “Why mommy never wear shirt and Truett never wear shirt?” and I didn’t really know what to say except, “Well, it’s um, artistic.”