It was so fun taking family maternity photos for Becky, of the Wilding Collective, and her family at their rad home in Jacksonville, Florida. With twin boys on the way, this family won’t be little for much longer. ;)Read More
"I love surfing even more than video games!" Coming from my 7 year old, that was music to my ears. We keep a tight leash on technology in our house but Finn was always most excited at the prospect of playing video games. We've done swim team, hiking, all kinds of things, but he was never that stoked on any of it. Once he had caught his first wave with our amazing friends at Naza Surf Camp, he was HOOKED!
I've been learning to surf over the last couple years too and having at least one of my boys be as excited about it as me is seriously a dream come true. All the groms (surfer speak for kid surfers) and teachers at this camp were beyond rad, always encouraging each other and so excited when someone had a really great ride. These super cool kids even cheered me (a mom kook!) on when I paddled out with them. It was really just a crazy amazing week and we're going to do it every year from here on out!!
Crisp. Sharp. Styled. Instagram ready. We think that perfect is always better. But is it? It's so easy to get stuck in that loop. Trying to measure up to everyone else, to not fall behind. But when I look through my days, things feel soft, blurry, messy. There's a swirling never ending motion that I try to soak it in before I blink it all away.
Somehow the measuring stick for 'professional' photography has become sharp, crisp and styled. But I've learned that what I really want to create with my photos is feeling. If it's true that images have to be 'perfect' to be worthy, I'd rather be an amateur that grabs the moment before it's gone. I'd rather feel the light soaking through an image, see the dancing blurry and swirling, or catch a couple's kiss in the shadows all grainy and fuzzy. That's life to me. Messy, beautiful, and a little out of control. Perfect is for robots.
I see them on Instagram and Facebook. The mamas-to-be with the perfectly styled nurseries ready way before they pop out their little one. It's seems beautiful, serene and so special to be prepping everything for that new little person.
Did I do that with all three of my boys? Nope, nopity, nope! I was too busy puking, craving sushi, and sitting in my pjs watching Gilmore Girls to even think about beautifying a nursery. But baby #3 was my last chance and I was determined to at least have some artwork on the walls and make it look like I did more than just rummage through our storage boxes. ;)
Ok, so North (my little spitfire of a grand finale) is a year old and starting to think about moving to a big boy bed so I needed to document that I did, in fact give, him a nursery. He has to share it with all my camera equipment and some music gear, but when you have a small house, every room is multi-purpose. ;)
If you have met little Northy, you know he has a major thing for Sloths. Like he and Kristen Bell would have a lot to talk about. His favorite is that ratty stuffed sloth that he loves SOOOOO much he is literally chewing the face off.
'You're the best mama ever!'
'Wait a minute... Is this a nap?!?'
'YOU ARE EVILLLLLLL!!'
I'm overly proud of that weaving I made. Did I mention that I made that weaving myself? With no help? Well, I mean unless you count pinterest and 200 Google searches...
I've considered stealing that Tintin poster for my room but with the amount of stinky poo fights happening here (It's like I'm a terrible mother for trying to keep him fresh and dry!!),
I needed to look at something happy. ;)
Word of wisdom to my mama friends: you NEED that little owl-nightlight-white-noise-soother-magical-machine. I sleep through the night now!! *weeps with joy*
Wow! You stuck it out to the end! I probably should have warned you in the beginning that I'm hopped up on cold medicine as I write this...
'Mom, stop embarrassing me and just pick me up already!'
Something about the tangled christmas lights, our downtown getting all decorated, and the anticipation (and SUGAR!!!) in the air always makes me so nostalgic. In my ongoing battle for dominance over my computer desktop, I found the photos I took from our Christmas tree hunt last year. It's amazing and terrifying how much Finn has grown! *sniff sniff* And Grey was so little that he slept through the whole adventure strapped to me in his baby carrier. We had no idea then how different things would look for us this year and, while we will miss getting our tree at Young's, we are so excited and grateful for all the new adventures here in Ormond Beach, Florida. Maybe we'll just have to decorate a palm tree this year. ;)
I've never been one for New Year's resolutions, or even staying up til midnight on New Year's eve, but 2012 has been such a special year for me. We welcomed little Grey, watched Finn grow into a little boy, and I had the privilege of working with so many fantastic clients and friends. That said, it seems only right to do a recap of my favorite images from the past year and look forward to the wonderful times that 2013 will bring! Happy New Year!