“You’re a daddy!” were the first words out of my mouth when my son told us his beautiful Zoe (which means life) was pregnant. A life that at one time in the not too distant past did not exist, but now has a beating heart, blood flowing through his veins and ten tiny fingers and toes is something I celebrate with joy!! Life is a miracle and a celebration! And when your own baby is having a baby, the world and all its chaos stops and everything that really matters comes into perspective.
It’s a boy! He’s going to fit in well with this family that only knows boys. You may know from my bio page that I have three sons of my own. Or maybe you know because you’re a client and you have made my blog a more special place with your family on here–and surely, if you are, I’ve mentioned my three boys to you. Or perhaps you’re a part of our family in some way or another and you get it, because you know us. And you’re chuckling to yourself, like I did every ultrasound announcement that I was having another boy, because now it’s another boy! Honestly, another boy in the family has me ecstatic, even though I hope one day he will have a sister, or perhaps one of my other sons will at least someday bring one girl into the family. None-the-less, I couldn’t be any more over the moon excited to hold that little guy and to see him look into his daddy’s face who is already beaming with pride, and watch him be nurtured and cared for by his mom who loves him so much and has already endured the beginning days of her beautiful journey of motherhood.
What will his name be? Will he look more like his daddy or his beautiful mama? Will he be quiet or boisterous? Will he have a contagious and carefree laugh like his mom, or the curiosity and intrigue of his daddy? Will be have his mother’s cute button nose, or his daddy’s dimples and strong jaw line? A few short weeks will reveal what we can only wonder now. Mama was 31 weeks along for her studio maternity session, which means only 9 more weeks to go.
To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven: a time to be born, a time to die…a time to plant, and a time to pluck what is planted… a time to kill, and a time to heal… a time to break down, and a time to build up… a time to weep, and a time to laugh… a time to mourn, and a time to dance… a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones… a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing… a time to gain, and a time to lose… a time to keep, and a time to throw away… a time to tear, and a time to sew… a time to keep silence, and a time to speak… a time to love, and a time to hate… a time of war, and a time of peace (Ecclesiastes 3:1-8).
This season is special. It’s beyond special. It’s joyful and exciting! And I wouldn’t want to miss remembering it with beautiful photography. This is more than the story of my son and his beautiful wife. It’s the story of their family, their heritage, and how they will raise their son. “…choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve… but as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.” Joshua 24:15
And it’s part of MY story. Thank you for letting me tell it.
-Jamie
Parker, Colorado Photographer
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