Be still my heart. Catherine Abegg shows off her amazing skills in this full of love, and so well photographed, family session in Seattle. Whether catching this family at home or out and about, she has documented the love and joy in the small things between parents and child. I’m in love with this session as I hope you will be too.
Jessie, Rachel & their new son Ollie came to Seattle from their home in Dallas, Texas so that we could do a lifestyle family session. This was their first family session together, so I was really hoping to make it special with a full day of just being a family & a little bit of sight-seeing too. I asked Rachel to write something to accompany this post, if you don’t mind, to kind of give us an idea of how special it is to them to be Ollie’s parents… here’s what Rachel had to say:
July 2, 2013. Uganda. The day we became parents, the day we held our son for the first time, the day I had been waiting my whole life for finally was here. After almost two years of being in the adoption process, the time had come. In the wee hours of the morning, one month after we had seen his picture for the first time and knew that we were going to be called mama and dada, we held him in our arms and told him we loved him, that he was beautifully and wonderfully made. We snuggled him, fed him, played with toys, changed diapers and started the process of parenting. We spent our mornings on the balcony overlooking Lake Victoria, our days soaking in everything we could, about our son, about the country he was born, about the people and the culture that are now such an integral part of our lives. We spent our nights walking the halls, rocking and walking our baby boy to sleep.
We became a family that day and the following seven weeks we spent in Uganda completed one journey and started a new one. The journey of parenting, mothering, loving, sleepless nights and early mornings, hurried meals and chasing toddlers, kissing “ouchies” and comforting tears, falling more in love with my husband as he embraces the role of fatherhood with grace and joy and a huge smile on his face. This journey that we embraced with open arms – that we longed for and hoped for and cried many tears for – it is more than I could have ever imagined. It is perfect yet hard. I (along with my husband) have been accused of “hoarding” our son, and yes, it is probably true. We just can’t get enough of him, of our family, and of the thankfulness in our hearts that that we are here, that Ollie is home.
Our journey was filled with highs and lows, with brokenness and hope. A failed placement amidst the journey was devastating to us and we still hope and pray for that child each day. Our days are now filled with planes, trains, and belly laughs. With toddler meltdowns and trying to keep a straight face as we do our best to shepherd our son’s precious heart. With Curious George and lots and lots of snuggling, kisses, and “I love you.” We will celebrate a year next week, with cupcakes and Pineapple Novida (our favorite drink from Uganda) and a trip to the beach. It has been a year and the joy has not faded, though I still can’t seem to capture all that is in our hearts in words.
So amazing. Whenever photography inspires me to want to copy it, or be in it, or own those pajamas, or cut my hair like the mom, or have another baby, or hire Cathrine Abegg, I know I’ve hit gold.
I think my favorite might just be the black and white pajama shot on the stairs, but it’s so hard to choose. I love the first one so very much too. What’s your favorite?