This time last year, I looked like this. This is me on my due date for Coen. He wasn't making a single move to meet us. He was content as can be just relaxing in utero.
These pictures crack me up because I obviously prepared myself to sell flowers in the morning, but hated life by the end of the night. I also look so extremely swollen in my feet that it makes me really sad.
I cannot believe that 6 days from now, he arrived and 6 days from today he'll be one. Very bittersweet. I cannot believe how time has flown by.