So I was sorting through some pictures on my laptop at work and came across this one:
It was taken on December 4th ... less than an hour prior to leaving for the hospital to be induced and meet Riley. I immediately notice how swollen I was ... in the face, the arms, and the feet, although you can't see that in the picture. Then I look at that pregnant belly. Man, I loved that belly. Don't get me wrong, I am thrilled to be back into my pre-pregnancy clothes, but that belly! It was such a part of me for so long ... and now it's gone ... as well as the memory of it. What I have in exchange for it ... my amazing, incredible, beautiful Riley ... is God's most amazing reward to me in life and I'd take it over ANY belly on any given day. But I still miss that belly - because it was Riley who gave me that belly. Anyone else out there feel the same way?