Monday, September 24, 2012

Meeting Georgia Rose -

Today I got to meet Miss. Georgia Rose Brower. :) I don't think I fully realized how much I was looking forward to it until I got on the last stretch and my heart started beating extra fast like I was getting all geared up to fly. :) With how the going home trip went, flying probably would have been faster and less frustrating! HAHa. Only Emily will get's such a long story, y'all would fall asleep after the 4th sentence. Hahahaha.

My first impression of Georgia - TINY. I think pretty much everyone is in shock when they see her because your brain thinks "Oh wow, her face fills up the whole picture, she must be big. She is 8lbs! She is so big!" And I'm here to tell you .... no. haha. She is a tiny, light, delicate little baby. She was 8 days old today. :)

My second impression - She is way cuter than anything I've seen in forever. Emily is pretty much my favorite children's photographer, and even her pictures can't capture Georgia. Mine can't either, I've just got to say, she is so cute that you think you are going to go crazy from all the cuteness. haha.

So when you scroll through these pictures ... multiply the expressions, the cuteness, the calm, the sweet by about 25, and you will get a better idea of what Miss Georgia Rose is like. :) :)

My most commonly said expression (and by that I mean that pretty much every picture I took of her, I said it, or when I looked at her, or when she moved, get the idea) was - "OH, MY HEART." 

I did take some props with me, but we ended up not doing that at all .... which I really could care less about now in hindsight because even though they would have been the cutest pictures since David's photoshoot in the wagon, haha, I was holding Georgia. I'd rather hold Georgia than take pictures of her in a cradle any day. I'm also a HUGE fan of Lifestyle Infant Photography, and I love that this was so relaxed and so real life. :) Enjoy looking through them!!

One of my first pictures of her. I lay her on my lap, and took pictures of her in the soft light. 

She inherited her Mama's long fingers. :) 

Oh my heart. She has such a beautiful face. 

Her tiny-tiny feet are as long as my index finger. :) She has long toes like David did, too! 

She has beautiful dark brown hair, and the sweetest tiniest little ears. 

Oh my. Those little hands. 

Loving every minute of watching her, getting to know her. 

One of my very favorites. 

She is just the perfect size that you can hold her on one arm. :) 

Beautiful Mama with her daughter. 

Incredibly tender. 

So light and small. 

Those newborn wrinkly feet. love. 

Precious babe. 

Awake. :D She has beautiful eyes!! 

Oh, I have to tell you, between these two photos somewhere, I put down the camera and wanted to talk to Georgia a little bit, so there I am talking and saying her name, and she is blinking sleepily. Once the camera went down, I think I was easier to focus on, and she locked eyes with mine, and I exclaimed with joy "Oh, Georgiaaaaa!!", and the biggest smile spread across her face.

I about burst into tears on the spot. :) Hahaha. It was so so special. :)

Still sleepy and content. :) 

Get ready to cry. :) Emily took pictures of me with Georgia, and I LOVE having them. Thank you, Em! 

JOY. Pure joy. 

This one makes me cry. I love her. 

Holding her in my arms was one of the best gifts of this year. I loved every minute. :) 

Hello, Georgia!! :) 

That beautiful hair ... another one of my very favorites. 

I'm not kidding you, she was doing a newborn version of the army crawl. She was moving; I kept having to keep her back where I needed her to stay, haha. She is making that fold in the blanket by pushing with her strong little legs!! She is amazing! 

Sound asleep on my shoulder. :) There is nothing like holding a sleeping newborn! 

Her Elvis lips. :) It was so neat though ... while she snuggled to sleep, she grabbed my pearl necklace and hung on to it for 20 minutes. We just had to get a picture of it .... I mean, she's a little Southern lady born and bred and already loving pearls!! :) Haha. 

One last one to leave you with ... don't worry, I have about 120 more pictures of Georgia, haha, but I just put up 25 because I need sleep. I'll edit the rest, and hopefully post them soon!! :)

Emily holding Georgia's feet in her hands. She is so so in love with her baby girl. 
And Ben is in love with both. :)

My Facebook status when I got home tonight: "(I am) completely, entirely, utterly in love with a sweet little baby girl named Georgia Rose. She is beautifully made by God the Father, who named her and wrote all her days before we knew she would come. There is truly nothing like holding a newborn babe for an afternoon. Precious. Congratulations, Ben and Emily!!!! I see God's love for you both in her." :)

It was such a gift to spend the afternoon with Emily and Georgia (and a little bit with Ben), and getting to see Tricia, David, and Momma Case!! A super special day to remember. :) I love you all!!

With much joy and love,
~ Jean Marie ~

"Behold what manner of love the Father has bestowed on us, that we should be called children of God!" 
~ 1 John 3:1 ~ 

Friday, September 21, 2012

Sweet Momma -

September 12th I was outside enjoying the breeze and then I saw the sun filtering through the trees and ran back inside for my camera (at top speed). Momma joined me outside a little bit later, and I begged her to let me take some shots of her, with the gorgeous sun turning the trees into golden bokeh. :)

She's so downright sweet and let me, even though it's not her favorite place in front of the camera. :) There is this late summer evening sunset light, "glory light" really, that just knocks my socks off.
I LOVE IT. Not only was it gorgeous in the background, but you can also see where the sun turned the early Autumn leaves on the grass into their own golden bokeh. Neat. :)

And also I had one of the most beautiful women I know to take pictures of. Inside and out. :)

Sweet Momma, thanks for letting me take these!!! 

One of my favorites ... her hair is so stinkin' cute. 


If I look like this when I'm half her age, I will be probably vainly happy. 

Love her gentle spirit that also puts us all in hysterical laughter!! :) 

Little Darlin'. Lovin' Momma. LOVE her. 

In front of the glory light. In its own glory right. (try saying that 5 times fast).


and here's the sunset. The time I remember how much He loves me. 

and one of Lucy Mae with her squeaky-stuffed toy. :) She will be 2 next month!! :) She lights up our lives.

Just wanted to share these with y'all!! Momma pictures are just too great not to share. :)
Have a wonderful weekend now, okay? And if you need a serious cute/awww fix, then head to EmilyBrower's post on Georgia Rose's arrival. Yes, she's here!!! And some of her adorable faces. :)

With much love, and thankfulness to the One Who loves us so very deeply,
~ Jean Marie ~ 

Thursday, September 20, 2012

He loves me -

Note: This photo has nothing to do with what I wanted to share tonight, but because I didn't have my camera with me earlier, and since everything is better with a picture, I just picked a favorite. :) 

Photo taken August 31st, on our roof. :) One of those late summer nights where the sun is setting, you've just worked your energy out trimming bushes and cleaning gutters, and you just want to soak it in. Lying on my back and watching the sun set behind the Chinese Tallows. 

So this evening I was driving one of my besties, Becs, home after our walk/run together at the park, and it was raining. We were surrounded by dark clouds and rain, and there was this crazy patch of blue sky that had a few golden clouds in it, where the sun was setting. And after watching it for a few minutes, and admiring it, I was wholeheartedly enraptured with watching that spot, while trying to be a safe driver at the same time. :)

Then Becs looked out her window and could see two rainbows, and I asked "Oooh! A double rainbow?" and she was like "No, two separate ones!", and I looked up through my sunroof, and I could see a little part of it. So she was seeing rainbows out her window, through the rain, and the beautiful sunset was on my side.

Out of my window, I could see the sunset suddenly spilling this brilliant and unbelievably golden light in a shaft through the clouds against this blue spot that was completely alone. It was almost unreal. And in that moment that I saw it, it was like the ties in my heart just came undone. Untied, truly. My heart has been sooo tied up, that it has just been hurting everything. It needed to be untied, and bound in Christ.

And as my heart was untied, and let loose, I heard the Holy Spirit whisper to my soul -
"SEE how much I LOVE YOU." 

I do not take saying that lightly. There are times when you know it is He that speaks to you, and He lovingly whispered that to me today, knowing I needed it more than anything. Needed HIM more than anyone. But oh the JOY of hearing that in my soul!!! 

My heart untied. Unraveled in the depths of His love. Undone in His never-ending grace. 

May you know it to your very inner heart as well. May you be quick to be quiet to listen for His voice.

With much love for you all,
and so much gratefulness to my Lord for those few words that struck the depths of my heart today,
~ Jean Marie ~

"... and lo, I am with you always, even to the end of the age." ~ Matthew 28:20

~ Psalm 73: 23-26 ~ 
"Nevertheless I am continually with You; You hold me by my right hand.
You will guide me with Your counsel, and afterward receive me to glory.

Whom have I in Heaven but You? And there is none upon earth that I desire besides You. 
My flesh and my heart fail; but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever." 

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

9-11-12 Eleven Years -

Today marked 11 years since the terrorist attacks on the USA; since 2 planes hit the World Trade Centers, 1 hit the Pentagon, and 1 down in a Pennsylvania field. 11 years. Hard to believe, isn't it? I think what is even harder to believe is that it ever happened. So many of those memories seem like nightmares, as if what our minds were remembering couldn't understand, just as much as what our eyes and ears were seeing and hearing couldn't begin to fathom in those days (and years) afterwards as the reports and the footage and the documentaries surfaced.

I really can't put words to 9-11....but last year I tried hard, and I went back last night and read it, with my heart squeezing in my chest at the memories. I still love that video from the memorial as well.
So here are the Ten Years, Nine Years, and Eight Years posts, if you want to read them.

Today seemed normal. I was thinking today that back when it happened, how much we prayed for normalcy!! And now it seems so odd that we are in the normalcy, and yet at the mention of one day, it can hit us so hard all over again.

There was this glorious wind today, as if it couldn't stand to let the Stars and Stripes just must also snap and whip and swell with pride! And she did. I couldn't help taking as many glorious pictures of Old Glory today as I could. It just seemed the most fitting thing I could do. Besides prayer, that is. I really love these pictures - my favorite flag pictures I've ever taken. Very much inspired by one of my favorites ever by Lauren, see it here. The bokeh and the light and the way the flag swelled and swirled around me was so beautiful. I just love these.

A few words to keep in mind as you scroll through ... when I think of 9-11, I think:
Heroism. Valor. Great Loss. Courage. Grief. Sadness. Pride. Patriotism. Sacrifice. Prayer. God with us.

~ The "Old Glory" Tribute ~

"I am the Star Spangled Banner ... 

 ... conceived in 1777 out of the love America bore for liberty and honor. 

 I am the memorial of countless heroes  

who shed their blood to preserve this sacred heritage. 

I have inspired generations of gallant men who fought against tyranny. 

I am the Spirit of Valley Forge ...

of Sacrifice ... of Courage. 

I have guarded every rampart where Freedom defended its glorious cause. 

Tripoli ... Belleau Wood ... Argonne Forest ... Omaha Beach ... Anzio ... Bastogne ... Guadalcanal 

... Coral Sea ... Leyte Gulf ... Iwo Jima ... Korea ... Viet Nam. 

I fly wherever Americans gave their lives

to preserve the sanctity of Life. 

My Home is in the hearts of all 

who feel a thrill of pride 

when they salute me 

and what I symbolize - 

- God. 

- Country. 

- Freedom. 

- Valor."

Remembering. Praying. Honoring. Being thankful for our Nation's soldiers who guard our Country.
That's what 9-11 means to me.
With love,
~ Jean Marie ~