
I was looking through the pictures of the past week and there are two that strike me with such emotion that I had to share. This particular picture was taken by Ben Stevens at the Erikson Orchard in Bayfield, WI.
In this brief moment that Ben captured, I had a lot on my mind. I was thinking, "Wow. So this is how big Baby is." I was comparing the size of the apple to the size of my tummy and trying to figure out the logistics of 1. How can this be? 2. Are they sure Baby is really that big? 3. Wow, I really did lose a lot of weight and that belly really is all Baby now. 4. Am I taking care of myself well enough to keep Baby healthy? 5. I better bite into one of these apples to make sure, and I'll put the other in a pocket for later. Which is exactly what I did after this thought process.
But truth be told, (because apparently that's all I can seem to do these days...sorry folks no more nice pleasantries here!) that's not all that was on my mind. I talked with my dad the day before and learned that he was going into surgery the next day. It shook me a bit to think of him as human and vulnerable like the rest of us because he has always been a solid rock. Even when the worst things happened (and they really did) he was always there. He might've cracked for a minute or two, but he was always strong for the rest of us. And one of my many happy memories of my youth was cherry picking with the family in Door County. Something about walking amongst the trees reminded me of those times.

The second picture was also taken by Ben Stevens on an iron bridge in Bayfield, WI. The picture looks serene and beautiful, us walking towards something...parenthood? Ironically, we were laughing and I couldn't bear to look at Ben and Linnea at that particular moment because Jon decided to be a funny guy. Maybe he sensed that I needed a bit of cheering up, or I had a heavy head of thoughts. He's good at being able to read me like that.
Baby, I hope you read this particular passage when you are a teenager, hating both of us "So uncool parents who won't let you do anything fun", and I hope you realize how lucky you are to be born to a couple of great parents who love you. But most of all, since the test came back positive, I've never stopped thinking about you and your well-being.