Bumpin'... 32 Weeks Filled with Love and Friendship

I love it when friends come to stay. In my 32nd week of pregnancy, this sweet girl, Kailee and her beautiful husband, Lachlan came to share a long weekend with us at the beach house.

It was the first time their little dog, Laramie (named after the American town in which they met) had ever seen the beach. He bounded along the shore, splashing about with our little Coco, his energy catching.

On one hazy morning, where the sea salt hung thick in the air we had a pancake cook-off. Kailee's tantalising orange and almond pancakes impressed the judges (Lachlan and myself) for a narrow win over Byron's strawberry and banana offerings.

We slept in each day, a true seaside holiday where this 32 week pregnant mama could relax in comfort with dear friends. The greatest highlight for me was seeing my friends, who travelled such a long distance by car. Though the duration of their stay felt more like a heartbeat than four glorious sun-soaked winter days, I am grateful that we could bask in the warm winter sunlight. She, 19 weeks pregnant with their first baby and I, 32 weeks pregnant with ours.

What greater joy than to experience this life-giving time with my dear friend at the very same time that she is expecting. I am so pleased they allowed us to take some maternity photos down by the shore. If I manage to catch up with my own pregnancy posts, I will be sure to share Kailee and Lachlan's gorgeous images here for you.

There's something magical about sharing your pregnancy with another pregnant mama, don't you think?

Bella xx

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30/52 Splish Splash

A portrait of my family once a week, every week in 2013

Bella: Some days you have to brave the rain to jump in puddles and laugh as loud and hard as your lungs will allow.
Coco: The frown. Not overly thrilled to be standing in the pouring rain. What's your crazy friend Bella up to, Coco?

This week it rained. It was cold, bitterly cold. The wind whipped my hair and face each day. Even Coco seemed reluctant to leave her bed to venture onto the sand, which surprised me as she has always loved to sprint across the beach, flicking water in her wake.

This week I forced myself into gumboots and a weather-proof jacket to visit the sandy shores of our beach. For some reason I had the overwhelming urge to jump in salty sea puddles, so I went with it. The sound of noisy splashes took me back to my formative years when childish laughter erupted for no apparent reason other than from the pure joy experienced from the simplest activities. Coco loved the unabashed, playful fun and joined me in the water.

It is with the same joy that I share my favourite posts from this week with you. Atticus knows how to have real fun in puddles, as does sweet Eleanor with her tiny toes splashing about.

Don't forget to enter my giveaway. Time is getting away, soon the days will run out like the salt water with the low tide.

Laugh until your sides ache this week. Spend time with loved ones and lose yourselves in the moment. It's worth every second.

Bella xx

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