I got pregnant on Super Bowl Sunday.
On Valentines Day, I saw two lines on a little plastic stick. I informed my husband that our lives had changed forever while we were standing in the kitchen of our new lake house, him at the sink and me in a towel.
I went into labor early after screaming a little too loudly during the OU/TX football game. In October of 2009 we welcomed Lulubelle Pigtail into the world.
That’s not her real name. That’s something my mom used to call me, and something my grandfather used to call my mom.
Now I have my own little Pigtail, and our lives are infinitely better for it.
photos by jules bianchi
