Mamas, I get it. You just popped a watermelon out of what seems to be meant for no more than a lemon. Your hair may be falling out, your face still a bit puffy, and if you're like me, still rocking an extra 37 pounds or so. So when real life shows up, so does your photographer for a second round : )

Stop and take a look around. Look past the toys spewed across the floor and the clothes that lay unfolded and the little bits of life that you have yet to put together. None of it matters. Not one, single, bit. You know does? That you've captured the ride along the way.