She pulled into the parking lot about ten minutes early, which is how I knew she was nervous. It was a lot to carve out this time for herself with a child at home and preparing for the baby now on the way. She was 33 weeks along and walking on the trail needed more presence than ever. She wasn't sure she'd feel comfortable or look like herself that day.
So we started towards our destination. I didn't pick up the camera right away. We talked about where she was in her pregnancy, her journey of becoming a mama, whether she'd picked a name yet. The trail was quiet and the pines smelled the way they do in the warmth of the afternoon.








