I’ve become addicted to photography since having Ella. Maybe even a little bit before, starting with our maternity photo shoot.

Other than our wedding, this was our first time being photographed professionally. My friend did my hair and makeup, since I’m hopeless and she wanted to pamper a poor pregnant lady, and she introduced us a wonderful photographer. It was really fun even though it was a million degrees and I was a million years pregnant. I wanted to do this photo session because I didn’t want to regret missing this opportunity, not so much because I thought pregnancy was this beautiful time that needed to be commemorated.

After Ella was born, the hospital took newborn photos, which were just the sweetest. I hadn’t thought to plan a photo session (not very curated of me), so I was grateful the hospital did. Even though I was pretty much stuck in bed because of the C-section and Matthew hadn’t shaved in days and we were both a mess. But Ella, of course, was perfection.

I also hadn’t worried about doing our own newborn photo session because we’d be going to Matthew’s house in a few weeks for Thanksgiving and his little sister, who took our engagement photos, promised to take family pictures for us.

So what am I talking about all this for? Well, we’re having family photos taken again this fall and I’ve been obsessing over what to have us wear. I loved how our pictures turned out at Thanksgiving last year. Our outfits coordinated without being too matchy and it was casual but nice at the same time. I wanted the same sort of vibe for this year and I had this idea: what if in all of our family pictures for the rest of time, we do the same colors? I have this vision of a gallery wall with fifty years worth of family pictures, all of us in our blues, whites, grays, and browns. So I went to work creating the perfect outfits for us.

Stay tuned!