I often find myself staring at mamas with pregnant bellies and little kids in tow. Even though I have teenagers now, I think back to when I was carrying new life in my tummy. So full of wonder, and excitement. Enjoying the flutter of their little feet and the bounce of their tiny hiccups. Crazy as it seems, but I loved being pregnant! And when I look back at my own maternity pictures, although I wasn’t feeling very attractive, I am so grateful that I have those tangible memories. Proof of life inside my own body. Beautiful curves. And a heart so full of love. That of which would multiply ten fold the first time I held my baby in my arms.