If you've been following me on social media, you know that my husband and I welcomed our daughter Evie in mid-June. I've been on maternity leave since then, enjoying her immensely as we've made the transition to life as three. It's been a sweet season, and I'm so grateful to have had some slower days to take it all in.
As you know, I've always been an advocate for creating paper pieces to commemorate such seasons in the lives of my clients. But now I know the importance of preserving these moments first hand!
As a paper person with an affinity for creating custom birth announcements, I knew the pressure was on when it came time to design and print my own. That said, I had no idea what to anticipate when it came to how much time and energy I'd have to devote to the job once my little girl came onto the scene. I knew I wanted to do something semi-custom to celebrate her arrival, but I also wanted to be gracious with myself as I made the adjustment to motherhood. And, I wasn't altogether sure I'd be up for (or able) to get into the studio to do the printing myself.
For that reason, I ended up going with a design that could be adapted digitally. Soon after Evie was born, I reached out to my friend and fellow letterer, Allie Hasson for some help. I absolutely love everything Allie touches, and I knew I wanted her hand on Evie's announcement for the watercolor lettering of her name.
The precious photo was taken by Cristina Hope photography during a sweet newborn session just two weeks after she was born, and I love how it captures her sweet little smile. This woman has an uncanny ability to document some pretty precious moments.
For the verse on the back of the announcement, my husband and I chose Isaiah 55:13:
Instead of the thorn shall come up the cypress;
instead of the brier shall come up the myrtle;
and it shall make a name for the Lord,
an everlasting sign that shall not be cut off
These words held particular significance for us in a season of grief and waiting on the Lord. While I was going through my second miscarriage back in October of 2016, we attended a concert by one of our favorite musicians, Andrew Peterson. As he sang the words to the Sower's Song, tears streamed down my face from the sadness of our loss and the hope it simultaneously planted deep within my soul for the life and resurrection to come. I've never experienced such visceral desire for the new earth. While I'd never wished for the hurt I felt at the loss of life, I'm so thankful for the way the Lord used it to harvest hope. Where there was death, he brought life.
Even now, we see redemption in our little girl, and we praise his name for the glimpse of kingdom come.