i miss being pregnant. like … really miss it. i loved everything about it. i felt great on every level, and i swear i felt the most beautiful i ever have in my life. i am certainly not ready yet for another baboosh, but i love remembering this sweet time in my life. my first (and only the Lord knows if it will be our only? i would hope not, but hey, i’m not in charge here!) pregnancy. so unaware of how much more awesome it gets, but so blissfully happy at the dreams, thoughts, and aspirations yet to come. don’t get me wrong though … i LOVE being keaton’s mom and life is so much better with him on the outside. but there is just something about growing a person in your belly (feeling him/her move around, getting to know him/her before anyone else) that just felt so right to me. like that was what i was made to do.