Kase and Mary had plans for the Saturday before Easter not unlike the plans of most people on this day. They had family in town and were going to color Easter eggs. One week later, the eggs remained colorless.
They were blessed with so much more than colorful eggs this Easter Sunday.
On Saturday, I received a message from Kase and Mary to let me know that they were about to have their first baby. Our plan was that I would hop on a plane as fast as I could and make it in time to photograph the birth of their baby boy. My heart sank when I listened to my friend’s message, read her text, checked the time and realized that she had called 6 hours earlier! I figured there was no way that I would make it in time, especially after determining that the earliest flight I could get was the next morning, Easter Sunday morning. I booked the flight and was so excited… and then it occurred to me that I would miss Easter Sunday morning with my boys.
I battled with myself all night long, knowing that I would probably miss the birth even if I did get on that plane but then would also miss Easter with my family. I was bound and determined to have both. I woke at 4:30 am, showered and packed my things. I woke the boys early and tried to enjoy Easter baskets and eggs with them but I was rushing them, rushing the moments, rushing everything. And then I talked to Kase who told me that Mary was still in labor, HOURS later, but he didn’t think there was any I would make it. When he estimated that she would have the baby in an hour or two, I made the decision not to go. I hung up the phone, retreated to our office and cried. I had wanted to be there so badly.
I relaxed a bit and enjoyed Easter, while waiting for the call…Lukas Diego was born at 9:42 am, on Easter Sunday. My plane would have landed at 9:55 am. And while I felt some relief in the fact that I wouldn’t have made it anyway, I had a terrible feeling of regret all week. I had selfish regret because I wanted so badly to photograph his birth, but also regret that I wouldn’t be able to capture those once in a lifetime moments for my dear friends.
It wasn’t until I arrived, almost one week later and got to hold that precious baby boy in the comfort of his home, that I started to feel better. I was blessed to be able to photograph other firsts… his first bath, his first Saturday, his first restaurant outing, and life as it has changed at home for my friends.
Changes such as reading material for my literary friends. These types of books are scattered amongst their collection now:
They’ve added a new bookcase and a new collection:
And this beautiful little guy is the reason: (I know, I know… get to the baby pictures already! ;))
His first bath was a success, even though he wasn’t too happy at the end!
He was an angel on his first Saturday outing:
One week old:
I loved capturing moments like these throughout the weekend:
And for all the time that I was there, you would think we would have gotten a lot of pictures of Lukas sound asleep. This is the only one:
But you can’t really blame him, when you have a view like this outside of your window:
I got a kick out of their dogs. I’m sure they’re pretty confused about what is going on in their house!
And one last one for the K State fans… he’s gotta be one of the cutest babies I’ve ever seen!
Everything about this little trip was perfect. The company, the food, the peacefulness, the baby and all of the new experiences …. I loved being a part of it all and especially loved capturing some of these beautiful moments.
Thank you, Kase and Mary, for a perfect weekend and welcome to the world, Lukas!