The greatest compliment I can get is a family coming back to me over and over again. It is such an honor to photograph this group. Their oldest son, Ezra, was my FIRST newborn! He’s now 6 years old. In fact, this family is who helped launch me into starting my business and I love them so dearly on so many levels.
Their second son, Milo, just turned three and we met at Cascades Park on a steamy hot morning to take some pictures of him, his big brother, and their beautiful Mama. Age three is so full of spunk. Milo alternated between being a frog, a cowboy, and “a boy named Milo” throughout the session. I love him. His newborn and maternity sessions were some of my favorites.
Happy THIRD birthday, Milo man! You’ll get those three fingers figured out soon enough!
Ava, this year is going by entirely too fast! HOW are you already 9 months!?! You have beautiful blue eyes and the softest head of baby hair. You mama and daddy had better be getting ALL the kisses they can!
There is nothing more beautiful to me than the connection between a mother and her child. I am so thankful to do what I do and have the opportunity to photograph mothers with their children. Newborn sessions are especially precious to me for this reason. For nearly every newborn session I do, I almost insist that I snap at least a few pictures of the mother nursing her brand new babe. Those days of nursing a child can be many or few but no matter what, it’s a precious season that no mother will ever forget.
A few weeks ago I was in the home of one of my first newborn clients (whose mother is one of my closest friends). She and her family of 6 moved into their home almost a year ago and just last month she purchased a few wall prints from her newborn session with baby number 4, Lincoln. I made my way into his nursery and was brought to tears when I saw the image of her holding him in her arms at just 5 days old, nursing him during one of the “feeding / comforting” breaks during their newborn photo session. It’s a beautiful picture. In honor of World Breastfeeding Week, I texted her to ask if she would mind me posting it. Her response, “I was literally sitting in Lincoln’s room this morning looking at that picture thinking about how special it is and what it represents and how I’d like to share it.” This mama, Bambi, is the amazing mother of 4 children (ages 4 and under). To say she’s busy is a drastic understatement.
“Nursing went beautifully in the beginning. Aside from 3 bouts of mastitis. But, who’s counting and who cares? You get to nurse your baby right? Then at 7 months, 4 out of 6 of us got bacterial pneumonia; including me & Lincoln. When GG (one of their twins) was hospitalized, making the 30 minute drive home & back every 3 1/2 hours just wasn’t possible. He got a lot of bottles and Mommy was under a lot of stress. When all the dust settled, I had lost too much of my milk supply and he had gotten too used to the bottle. I fought hard to get it back for two weeks. Got up every 4 hours during the night to pump and almost OD’d on Mother’s Milk tea, but it didn’t work. I had to let it go. He was fine, but I was devastated. I was almost embarrassed and ashamed when I had to take out a bottle in public. Isn’t that sad? I felt like I was going to be judged by other moms. We absolutely have to be more supportive of everyone’s choices as mothers. We’re all doing the best we can. For me, that picture is so precious. It will remind me of those sweet moments and late nights where no one would due but Mommy. Moments I was blessed enough to share with each of my children… Mommy-hood is such a gift.”
I am a bit excited right now; riding the thrill from this past weekend and meeting my first little nephew. I am officially, by blood, an AUNT! I’ve been an “aunt” to several little loves for a few years and on June 1st it became official in the annals of history.
The crowds awaiting Gibson’s arrival.
Beware, a throng of pictures of newborn sweetness is to follow.
Esther wanted to hold him so badly.
Brothers and their babies.
Congratulations Marshall and Darcy! Welcome to the world, little Gibson.