The Sitters

"What greater thing is there for human souls than to feel that they are joined for life?

To be with each other in silent, unspeakable memories, that is family."

-George Eliot

I love my family dearly.  I know everyone (well, most everyone) loves their family but I feel like I do in a way that can't quite be measured or truly expressed.  And I guess that's just what love is.  We, like most, have been through our share of hardships.  But even when the weight of the world is on us, even when a member is weak and crumbling, we are undeniably strong together in our love.

Stacey has known my family for, well, as long as I have.  When my brothers and I were just babies, teenaged Stacey and her brother Mike would come over to help my mom with us when my dad was working crazy shifts as a police officer.  I remember tickle sessions with the Sitters and how my brothers and I would get so excited for playtime with them (gosh, this remembering is making me feel old..).

Stacey is now a beautiful woman in every sense with a family of her own.  Jocelynn is 16, astoundingly gorgeous, patient and tender as an older sister.  Kallie is 19 months, adorable and well, hilarious.  She didn't much take to me or the lens chasing her around, it was my lovely assistant/hot husband that she took to.  ;)  Seriously, she followed him everywhere magnetically and although it was a bit challenging trying to keep Travis out of the shots, it was just so freaking funny!

Anyways, take a look at these 3 good looking Sitter girls, an empowered family filled to the brim with love.

Gracie

I have writer's block.

My fingers are itching to type

and yet..

[crickets]

Often the photographs I post give me inspiration,

a starting point,

to write a little something on the blog.

This shoot is no exception.

Baby Gracie is undeniably adorable.

Looking through these images..

Strikes a chord of maternal instict in me.

Excites me as I dream of being a mom one day.

Even brings me back to thoughts

of my own mother,

of her love.

Takes me back to the weekday afternoons spent

at Gracie's momma's house

when I was a child.

Reminds me of times sitting in art class in university,

Jacine (Gracie's momma) and I

gushing over our now-husbands.

Blows my mind that Jacine now has children.. plural.

Makes me think how the time has flown.

All these thoughts

but not enough consciousness to expand

on any.

My brain is blocked

with tiredness.

Must nap.

The end.

(Zzzz.)

PS. Jacine (and Tyler and Janis), your family is wonderful and I am soo happy for you.

Wyatt

You hold his perfect head to your chest inhaling that soft, new life fragrance. The airplanes made of pop cans sway from the ceiling in the nursery. Gently, you lie him in his crib on the quilt that your mom knitted for him the moment she found out the adoption was going through. Looking up at you, he makes a little gurgle sound. You laugh. Staring into his round innocent eyes, you wonder, will he be like you? You watch his eye lashes slowly flutter as he drifts into sleep.


You consciously try to take a mental picture of this very moment, wishing it could last forever.


Sigh. That's me dreaming of having a baby if you couldn't tell. I've said it before and I'm truly beginning to believe it, all these precious babies are inducing a fever in me. Baby fever. But alas, we cannot have a baby right now. No Ashley, no..


One of these precious little babies I've been cooing at is Wyatt, my cousin, Lisa's second beautiful baby boy. I am soo happy for you and Louie, Lisa! I can only imagine how wonderful it must be. :)