How incredible to watch this little man grow up over the last year.
To celebrate his first birthday, he also got his first cake, made just for him. Although he had been eating solid foods for a while, this first foray into cake was more about exploration than eating.
It’s just amazing to see how much he grows each week. Two weeks later we took family portraits at Mill Pond, where the Moerleins spend so much time throughout the year. Look at how much he has changed!
This week, he was standing and toddling, but was still working on walking without assistance.
I think that makes this week one of those special times where as a photographer I get to capture the moments that add up to the big milestones. That has been one of the things that has made me feel luckiest about getting to see Theo grow and photograph him throughout this year. It’s amazing to see so many moments: big and small, that make up a first year for such a delightful little guy.
Theo had really started to get into books around his first birthday and Dinosaur Kisses was his favorite book.
Theo has been just the biggest joy in his parents lives and I adore him tremendously.
We are all so very, very happy to have him around. It will be so much fun to watch him continue to grow and develop, and hopefully become the older, cooler friend to our little one when my husband and I welcome our addition sometime in the next month. It’s incredible to have so much wonderfulness in your life and the Moerleins are such a big part of that for our family.
As my best friend and amazing photography assistant, Dorothy, prepared to have her baby turn one-year-old, I couldn’t help but look through all the photos we had taken over the first year of his life. From the baby bump, to her baby shower, to his birth, to the first few days of his life, there is nothing more special then being there each one of these incredible milestones.
I also realized there were some photos that we didn’t get to share when they happened.
Here are some of those amazing moments around six months old. Theo was pushing up, crawling, and discovering how amazing his hands and feet are.
His little expressions are just the most amazing. I hope you’ll come back next week to see how much he had grown by his first birthday. You won’t believe how much he has changed (although still just as cute).
Nine months ago, Dorothy and I met up at Georgetown-Rowley State Park for a hike. We walked for hours talking about the kinds of things you only share with your very best friend. It was a gorgeous day and I can still remember the scent of cedar as our boots crunched over the trails. Before we parted, Dorothy said, “Oh, before you go, there is something I want to tell you.” She didn’t need to say anything else, I just started crying and hugged her while shouting something super eloquent like “Really?! Really?!” That’s how I learned my best friend was pregnant on the very same day she found out the amazing news.
Since then, it had been nine months of anticipation. Dorothy and Alex had prepared everything that could be done: reading the books, taking the birth class, cooking and freezing meals, hand crafting mobiles, the baby’s blanket, the crib, and hanging shelves full of books from those who love this little baby already. (For more images of the of all the preparations you can see the maternity photos here and the baby shower photographs here.)
Since I can remember the Trippe’s have always been a part of my family’s community. They are not family friends; they are family. Growing up, I used to hear the story of how my mother was in the room when the two youngest Trippe children were born. They retell the story of how in their sleep deprivation my mother and their father, Mike, tried unsuccessfully to convince a laboring Mary Kay to name the baby Trina Thomasina Trippe (Clara Mary was a much better choice) and about Mary Kay almost biting my mother in the middle of a contraction. For this reason, it seemed incredibly normal to me that best friends would be present at the birth of their children, even in the room. However, when I mentioned to my dismayed husband that I hoped to be at the birth center, in the waiting room, at the birth of baby Moerlein, he wisely suggested I should probably check before driving up at the first news of labor. Maybe not all families feel the same way about friends in the waiting room.
Out to dinner one night, I “casually” brought this up to Dorothy. Emphatically, she grabbed my arm and said, “Oh thank goodness, because I really want you to be in the room.” Somehow the universe really did perfectly match us as friends.
For weeks, I excitedly checked my phone every time it vibrated. My amazing co-workers heard me talk about it every single day (they really are the best). I checked and recharged my camera equipment every night before bed to make sure I would be ready for a call in the middle of the night. In the meantime, Dorothy was as calm as I had ever seen her. She was ready, but waiting patiently.
After many hours passing on this gorgeous spring day, there was an hour of contractions five minutes apart. Alex called the midwives. The next time they passed through these doors there would be a new member of their family in their arms.
Dorothy and Alex are one of those couples who give you faith in marriage.
Watching them this day, I was astonished by their care for each other, and certain that they will be the most incredible partners for each other and parents to this child.
I am honored to be their friend.
Only Dorothy could make labor look this pretty.
The care Dorothy’s parents and Alex displayed throughout the day restores ones faith in how remarkably powerful love can be.
This has been one of the most surreal and fantastic experiences I have had in my life.
I am so remarkably grateful that Dorothy and Alex let me be a part of this indescribable experience and let me try to tell it through photographs.
Welcome to the world: Theodore Douglas Moerlein.
You are already loved endlessly.
Stay tuned for newborn photos, coming soon!