This week, five years ago, I was a very pregnant single mom-to-be. Despite doing it abruptly alone, I wanted to enjoy my pregnancy and have my special “textbook” moments, too. I had an intimate baby shower in SoHo and another one in NJ. I went on a babymoon. I framed JD’s sonograms. My friend, Sherri, took maternity shots. Nudes. I was living in NJ in a one-bedroom apt, so I drove to NYC, parked, and took the subway to Brooklyn. It was hot. I remember sweating on the subway. My water bottle was sweating too— perfect beads of water dripped from the bottle. I walked a few blocks to her place. Climbed a few stairs.
Sherri shot me in her bedroom. There was a white sheet. The light was soft and I disrobed. We’d been friends since freshman year at The University of the Arts, so I wasn’t bashful. I was just … naked in her room. It was liberating and fun. I am so happy I captured the moment of being with child in an artful way.
I’m going to share with you a photo I love. I love it because it’s raw. My hair is messy. I have on lip balm. I’m wearing my grandmother’s ring. I’m not toothy and smily and it’s because my pregnancy, though sometimes hard to admit to the Internet, wasn’t all smiles. Of course I was excited and happy—but I was scared and nervous and without a partner. It was not easy, but looking at this photo, I know the woman I was then and the mom I am now. I’m not scared anymore. And JD loves the pics. “That’s me in your belly. We were always together, mama.” We were.
Shy readers look away, I guess.
Did you get maternity shots?
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