That time I got to shoot for the lovely @prettyinpinkmama before she moved away. 😢 Today happens to be her little Everett’s 1st birthday! Sara is a beautiful person both inside and out and I love following her on her motherhood journey. #bossbabe#lifestyleshootsaremyjam
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the way he's looking at her, and her at their sweet boy - nothing better!! did I mention this sweet mama runs an online boutique with some of the most adorable things?? no?!? she showed up to our session dressed just about head to toe in @shopbellamagari and now I'm wanting to buy all the things! go treat yourself, friends!
When it feels like the rest of the country is starting fall, and it's still "mid-summer" here, this ☝️ is the only place I want to be! ⠀
Mini session spots are opening up right HERE on Instagram Wednesday, so keep an eye out. I’ll give you a hint - I'd love to have you join me in the Aspens for some magical family photos on Oct. 7th! 😉
Still celebrating my baby girl turning one with family these last few days and it’s been so special. This is actually one of my favorite shots from her cake smash. Also, being a mom the second time around, I made sure that I did a cake smash separately and not at the party. First birthdays are overwhelming and most babies don’t want to have to do anything with their smash cake. That happened with my son on his first birthday. I’m so glad I did it differently this time around, because just like her brother, she didn’t want to touch her smash cake at the party.
How did you celebrate your baby’s first birthday? Smash cake? No smash cake? Did they enjoy their party? Did you go all out or do something more intimate? Tell me all about it!
Do you remember the first time they reached for you? At a few months old when they saw you, lit up, and reached up with their tiny baby arms? Man my heart MELTED. Like a puddle. It’s like all that weight gain and work and long nights and diaper changes and breast infections paid off. They didn’t just take from you, they loved you BACK. And wanted you. I think of the years of my little ones reaching for me...when they’re happy, hurt, afraid, sad, just woke up, and just plain wanted to be in my arms. They’ve grown up but my heart still melts when they reach out to me. A sweet text out of the blue. A call for my opinion or just to tell me what they did last weekend. A hug when I know it’s painful for my non affection-love language teenage boys to be smashed against their mom. 😂 But I hope they know I’ll always be there....and they never stop reaching. ♥️ @polie_loliepop
The Final Countdown! We are just a day away from our due date and I still can’t believe that we are about to become parents and have a little mini in our presence!
People continue to ask if I’m done being pregnant. I’m honestly so blessed to say, I’m really not. Yes, I’m getting to the stage where it’s a little more uncomfortable. My body’s getting a little tired of caring the extra weight, I’d love to not be peeing every five seconds, and the heartburn, definitely done with that business. But, if that’s the worst of what this pregnancy has brought me, I consider myself insanely blessed and can truly say, “No, I’m not done”. I’ve enjoyed every minute of it and I am genuinely going to miss feeling him inside of me! Although, I’m sure I’ll enjoy him just as much outside, in real life!
People also ask if I’m excited and ready. Again, that would be another hard, NO. But, ready or not, this kid is comin! I’ve been told that you can never really be fully ready, but that you just sort of grow and morph into it the second he’s placed in your arms. It’s hard to believe that’s true when you feel so incredibly clueless, but I’ll definitely hold on to that and trust that if Kim Kardashian can figure it out, I’m sure I can too. Not to mention, I have the best partner on the planet to do this with. And as far as feeling “excited”? There’s a whoooole lot of feels going on inside! I’m sure “excited” is in there somewhere. I watch videos of moms meeting their babies for the first time and I cry my eyes out. Unsure of whether I’m feeling completely terrified of this insane life change, and the fact that somehow a giant watermelon is about to come out of me, or if I’m just so incredibly overwhelmed with love and excitement and anticipation, my feels can’t handle it. Probably a little bit a both! In the end, I’m thankful that I can rest in the fact that we aren’t in this alone. We have amazing friends surrounding us, and an amazing God who’s givin me unexplainable peace and calm through this whole experience, and I know He’s not gonna stop now! And if you don’t hear from me in a minute, I’ll see you on the other side, Friends! 💚💙🤗
One year ago today, at 8am, my kids lost their daddy, and I lost my best friend. This is the last photo taken of him, the night before he died. I was supposed to shoot an NFL player that Monday, and he was helping me try out a few of my shots before leaving for work. He even ran to Lowe’s to get a new switch for my light. And that’s how he was, never saying no to the kids or I, ever. Barry was the most non judgmental person I’ve ever met, forgiving, disarming and charismatic, and so funny. That first month after he died, I remember worrying constantly that the kids would forget him. But they remember so much, and even little things I had no clue about. Like when he dropped them off at the wrong summer camp and the first I’d heard of that was when Asher told me two months ago, and that’s so something he would have done and I would have been bent out of shape about had I known. But I laughed. The kids laughed. And it was a memory they shared with me so I feel like everything is going to be ok eventually.
We miss him so much, and there will forever be a missing piece in our hearts. But those memories we have of him, and the love and support we have received from so many people, all of you, gives us so much to be thankful for.