Connie Elizabeth_Newborn Session

Our baby girl is ONE MONTH new today. I want to document her growth and changes with monthly sessions and did so today, which made me realize I hadn’t posted her newborn session.

At just 5 days new, our precious angel had her second photo session (we’ll count the birth documentary as session #1). Love these photos captured, as always, by our dear friend and photographer, Rachel. Check her out at http://www.rachelmanzke.com/.

I am realizing all too well, already, how quickly time goes. I’ll say this cliché statement a billion times before she is 18. These images will help me remember her always as my tiny, innocent, squishy, sweet-smelling babe.

My Connie Elizabeth, you have stolen our hearts!

Mother’s Day, A New Meaning

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This Mother’s Day holds a whole new meaning for me. It’s been 35 years in the making. I crossed the bridge from daughter to mother. I am so grateful for a little girl of my own, for the tremendous blessing to be her mother. I am grateful for my partner, my loving husband, who shares this parenthood journey with me. I am still in awe of what we created.

As I said in my last post, you can never fully appreciate the ultimate sacrifice of one’s self or understand the profound love and devotion mama’s hold for their babes until you become a mother yourself. I knew I would love her, I knew I’d love being a mother, but I never really understood the magnitude. And honestly, I probably still don’t. This amazing soul is only going to enhance my world more with each passing day and through our milestones and joys and challenges I’ll understand more. I’ll love more. I’ll give more. She consumes me.

I’ve joined a sisterhood of mothers. I have new-found appreciation for you all and am delighted to be a member of the club. To all the mother’s out there, I wish you a very happy Mother’s Day.

To my mama, this Mother’s Day and always, I want you to know I love you to the depths of my soul and am so honored to be your daughter. I’ve always admired you, but even more so now as I see you with my own daughter, your namesake, our sweet Connie Elizabeth. She is blessed to have you as her grandmother and she will cherish you.

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Cody and I are blessed with so many amazing women in our lives. Our moms, our grandmothers, our sisters, and family and friends who also share the title of Mom. Happy, happy Mother’s Day to you all.

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Happy, happy Mother’s Day, everyone!
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Happy Birthday, Dear Cody

Today is Cody’s birthday. And our sweet angel is 11 days new. It’s a day to celebrate and a day to reflect upon our many blessings.

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My life has always been a rewarding one, but since spending it with Cody, it’s been truly amazing. He is the greatest partner, friend, and husband I could ask for, a true match for me. He was a tremendous support system for me during the labor and birth of our Baby Connie. Over the past 11 days, he has become a loving and wonderful father. Our little girl is so lucky to have him as her daddy. He’ll love her unconditionally, uncontrollably, and be her constant protector.

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Today I honor and celebrate my husband, this day that is his. Happy birthday, Cody. Thank you for choosing me. Thank you for your love, for the laughter and fun we share, for this life we are building. Thank you for the most amazing gift of all, our sweet baby girl.

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Old Shirt

This old shirt….
It’s thinning with age. The threads are unraveling. There are holes from wear and tears. It’s faded.

I love this shirt. I wear it often, usually just around the house or to bed. It’s comfortable. Broke-in.

This old shirt used to be my Daddy’s. I’m not sure how I ended up with it. Probably borrowed it from my mother, my mother who rarely throws anything out (must be where I get it). It’s been long since my father has worn this tank.  When he did, the colors were vibrant, the stitching in place. It was his “muscle shirt.” It would show off his chiseled arms and slender waist. I can also remember days he wore it after that slim torso began to fill out a bit…

It’s funny the details that stick with you from childhood. Somewhere in a photo album I am sure we have a photo of him in this same shirt.

But now I wear it. Now it covers my growing belly. I wonder if this shirt will last to be worn by a third generation. If not, I’ll have these images that capture its fabric over my babe in utero. And I’ll be reminded of the sentiment of this old shirt.

Hope you enjoy these, Daddy.

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