Man, it was a cold day. Whitney and I both went back and forth in our heads having the exact same thoughts…”Should I call her and reschedule?” I didn’t want her to think I was a wimp…and her the same. SO. We did it. It was cold, but the light was beautiful. And at 36-weeks pregnant, Whitney looked amazing. I know she is looking forward to meeting her little boy and honestly, so am I! Stay tuned for some precious newborn pictures in December…for now, we can admire her belly.