This sweet little newborn was just 8 days old and beautiful! I can only share a few so I thought share a few of my favorites with some new props and background.
I wanted to share this fun little slideshow of my brother’s wedding. It has a rustic feel to it so I duplicated it to showcase the actual color too
This past November my youngest brother got married. Since we grew up in FL and that is where he and mostly everyone else in our family lives, the wedding was held in FL. We weren’t sure if we were going to make it or not. It made me really sad. I worked my butt off to try to make it happen. In the end I knew it wouldn’t happened. Then my husband surprised me with being able to go. We had to get a little creative to make it work and that was basically our Christmas, but we made it and I am so glad we did. My brother has been through some really hard things and it was great to see him happy and to meet his little family. I had a difficult time narrowing the images down and ended up with over 150 images to blog so I decided to just do Bridals and pics of him and his family. The day started out raining and it didn’t look like it was going to stop. Fortunately it did
Congratulations Eddie and Tiffany! We wish you the best.
We did the Bridals the morning of the wedding at the Bed and Breakfast we were staying at. Then we headed to the wedding location.
It has been awhile since I’ve photographed twins. I am wanting to build up my portfolio for this service so for a limited time only I am offering a special discount on sessions for multiples. If you are expecting or have recently had multiples and are interested please contact me here.
Multiples must be between 5 days and 2 weeks if full term (born at 36 weeks +) or up to 6 weeks if preterm. If you are unsure if your babies would qualify message me and we’ll discuss your situation.
These boys were so adorable and I loved snuggling and working with them. They were born about 5 weeks early and had quite the size difference, but little brother is catching up and I can’t believe how much they have already grown since their session. They certainly keep things entertaining!
Come see us at Thayne Snow Days on February 1st starting at 9am. In between races and photographing the event I will be at my booth photographing you on sleds (either your own personal sled or one provided by a local business.)
Cost is $4 for children up to 14 yrs and $8 for youth and adults 15 years and up. 50% of Proceeds will be going to Evie’s Angels to help with medical costs while she goes through chemo.
Spread the word and see you there!
It’s nearly 3 am on a Thursday morning. I am up once again with another pounding headache struggling to turn into a full blown migraine. My mind is full of thoughts and I can’t seem to focus so I thought I would blog a little bit.
This past month has been a bit of a whirlwind for me. I feel like I have lost nearly three weeks of my life and I’m not sure where it went. After the Holidays I thought I’d have a chance to slow down, edit pictures in a timely manner, catch up on blog posts that have been waiting to happen since July, and just enjoy life in general. But then reality reminded me that I’m a Mom now. Such luxuries are of the past lol.
This month has brought to mind how much I love being a Mom and how incredibly Blessed I am. Lots of hard decisions have had to be made recently and I have been feeling the emotions of it all, struggling to breath and catch my breath while being the loving wife and doting mother.
Earlier this month my dear husband came home from work chilled to the bone and as a result ended up with pneumonia. A hazard of the job I suppose. I must confess. I was quite worried about him. Still, I somehow managed to keep up with all my duties. However, as he was getting better, our sweet baby boy became very ill himself and I needed to drop everything and focus on just getting my boys better.
I have never had anything shake my faith as much as this illness did. Considering that I thought I had lost him at 25 wks gestation, then almost actually losing him at birth, and seeing him go through some extremely difficult things for a “little” guy, I really didn’t think there was much that could shake me to the core with him. I mean, he is the only two year old I know who scales walls and has a few chipped teeth from those acrobatic moments…sigh. To me he had become invincible and perhaps I had begun to take his very being for granted, dreading my motherly duties.
His sudden illness (presumably the flu but no official diagnosis was made. long story.) took us by surprise. This really is quite the long story but I’ll give you the short version. We were quite concerned about him and knew he needed to be seen by either a medical doctor or a naturopath. Just a couple of problems here. I have yet to find a doctor here I trust. I have been deeply scarred by doctors in generally, but I have been traumatized by a few here that have left me with a great deal of mistrust. The other problem was, our Naturopath is 4 hours away and we didn’t feel it was wise to drive that far with a sick child. We considered finding someone closer, but again, we have that whole trust issue thing. We called someone we knew was similar to our Naturopath in UT who confirmed I was on the right track with the oils but also recommended we talk to someone at the drs office if for nothing more than peace of mind. Eventually we got a hold of someone at the doctors office and felt that we were safe in waiting this illness out and to keep doing what we were doing with our oils. That night he took a turn for the worst and for the first time since becoming a mother I truly did not know what to do. Trust in my mother intuition and Heavenly Father or take him to the ER? It must seem so simple for some what the obvious choice should be, right? Crying and holding my baby, trying to make a decision with my husband, and struggling with what my heart was trying to tell me, I silently cried out to my Lord, “Heavenly Father. I don’t know what to do! Please, tell me what to do!”
Confession. Since my surgery, despite the beautiful miracles I have seen and experienced from that moment in my life, I have really struggled with my Faith and my purpose in this life. That was the first personal prayer I have uttered in nearly a year. I truly did not expect an answer. After all, unlike all the other times in my life, I turned away from Him after my surgery. I may have friends, clients, and family members who think my Faith in a Heavenly Father and Savior are foolish and unrealistic, but I testify to you that they are real and they hear us and they know us. I testify to you that in my heart I knew that whatever was wrong with my son was much more than just the flu. I know without a doubt that we were headed for a trip to Children’s Primary if he did not get better within the next several hours. And for some reason I knew that even if I had taken him to the doctors we would still be experiencing this moment of him getting worst. I can’t explain it. I have no idea why I know this. I just do. With that prayer came my answer and nothing short of a miracle. Almost as soon as I uttered those words from my lips and I allowed my heart to hear and feel the Holy Ghost whisper to me, I knew what I had to do. I gathered my oils and with my husband’s help I did my best to do what is called The AromaTouch Technique. You’ll have to Google it if you would like to learn more about it. I am self taught. Not certified and doing this on a two year old who is fighting you most of the time, trying to get comfortable so he can sleep, leaves one wondering if it is enough. As though my thoughts were heard by Heavenly Father, I felt the Spirit whisper to me. Trust in the oils. Trust. Trust in your Heavenly Father. I laid next to my son with my hands on his back and I cried and I literally prayed until I fell asleep and maybe I even prayed in my sleep. I don’t know. I whispered to my son that his body was whole now. That he was healed. And I prayed, begging Heavenly Father to make him whole again. To heal his body.
The rest of the night is simply a blur. I do not remember falling asleep. I do not remember if any of us woke up in the middle of the night or if we slept clear through. All I know is that at 5:30am our son bounced. Yes. He bounced awake, climbed out of bed, turned on his netflix cartoons, and climbed back into bed, snuggled in between us. I felt his forehead. His fever was completely gone. I looked up at him. He smiled down at me and said something inaudible. I rolled back over and closed my eyes. I figured if he was better and netflix would keep him happy I could sneak in a few more hours of sleep before having to get up. Before drifting off to sleep I thanked my Heavenly Father for his Blessings and healing my son.
It took a few more days for the rest of his illness to go away but I knew we were past the worst of it.
This boy is my world. He is absolutely everything to me. I’m his Mom. He is the Gift that God Gave so Graciously. I love him with all my heart. I never would have thought that these past few weeks would be some of my most difficult times. It is almost humorous to me now and nearly a dream. One thing I know is true, through this I had some incredible spiritual experiences and awakenings. Life isn’t just peachy from here on out, but I have a new perspective on things and I feel ready to move on and continue to heal.
This was a fun session for me. The Ws welcomed their 4th baby this past Fall. This was one of my favorite sessions of the season. The colors were just beautiful!
This was another very special newborn session for me. This Momma is an inspiration to me. Healing from Birth Trauma is not easy. It takes time, a lot of tears, and working through a lot of fears and anxiety, especially when you make the courageous decision to have another child. I love that she took charge of how her beautiful daughter would come into this world. Through this journey she found a doctor and hospital that were best for her and her baby. Through this journey she found love and strength from those who mattered most. Through this journey she had a peaceful and beautiful birth with her daughter and husband at her side. I loved seeing the light in her eyes with her newborn. It is amazing how healing having a peaceful birth can be for a mother (yes, birth matters.) Miss A has been such a beautiful blessing for this family. You can just feel how much they all love her, even big brother. They are going to be the best of friends
Sometimes we are given blessings right away and sometimes those blessings come a little bit at a time. I love this family’s story. I first met Miss R in 2007 shortly after I moved here. She has been one of the few people I have looked up to and have found the strength to keep pressing forward despite my trials. She is an amazing example to me. Their first daughter came to them in such a beautiful way after they had been married for awhile and then several years later the miracle of all miracles happened and Miss R gave birth to this beautiful little angel.
This year has been my year of miracle babies. It has been such a blessing that these mothers chose me to photograph their beautiful miracles. I don’t think I’ve ever cried during a session – until this one. Capturing their love for their daughters has probably been one of the most humbling experiences I have had in a long time. This session truly left me breathless.