I Feel Pretty.

09_12_2013 (1 of 1)Many moons ago, when I was pregnant with Blaine, I got up every morning for work. I had a lot of fun wearing cute maternity and large non-maternity clothes, and chronicled my growing bump on my blog (now defunct due to proclivity toward yoga pants, tank tops, and ball caps). So I have lots and lots of attractive¬†photos of baby Blaine growing in my belly. (If you’re particularly curious, check out this post: A Beautiful Day).

This baby? Not so much. I’m not a huge fan of being photographed sans makeup, shower, and general aesthetic upkeep. But yesterday, I made my husband snap a few photos (sick baby in tow in the stroller) after I got all dolled up. It made me feel pretty, and it gave me a nice photo to pass on to Baby 2. (As if to say, “See, darlin’, mommy wasn’t a total slob all the time.”)

It’s amazing what a mood-booster a nice photo can be. So as I sit here on this rainy day in my pijamas (at 10:00 in the morning) and unwashed hair…I can look at this photo and think, “Yeah, mama’s still got it. Occasionally…”

Only 17 days left!