Happy 4th of July (a little late)

I never realized just how big I was until I saw this picture. As I watched the numbers on the scale increase I guess I thought all of the weight was hidden, but between the the weight gain and the swelling it was bound to show. It will all be worth it when I finally get to hold sweet Walt in my arms! Walt spent his first 4th of July celebration in Georgia, where Noah grew up. With all that has been going on in our lives, Noah and I haven't been able to visit in a while, but all of the details fell into place for us to go. I knew that traveling pregnant was going to be hard, but the night before we left I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking of all of the things that could go wrong while we were gone and what could happen to Magdalena's things. It is silly because you can't prevent such things from taking place, but I realized that there was nothing else in the house that I cared about except for what I have in 3 large Tupperware containers, pictures, and videos. Those things are irreplaceable. Noah asked me if I wanted to carry the things with us. I liked the idea better than leaving them, but I knew that I couldn't look at it the entire time. So who else would I call but Magdalena's Loli. They have a fire alarm and everything needed to protect what is so valuable to us. We were leaving so early that I knew she wouldn't be up, but thankfully Stephen leaves early for work, so I called and he let us bring the things over. I added some of her things that were not in the batch, and packed them to go. It was such a relief. I didn't have to worry about it the entire time like I knew that I would. I know that I can't prevent everything bad from happening, but I want to try on the small things. Her things are what they are...things...but they bring me comfort, sometimes sad comfort but comfort still the same. I like them hanging in the closet and around the room and I did not want to risk losing them.

Here is the picture of Noah and me on July 4, 2009 in our matching t-shirts.