When I saw this amazing Mommas pregnancy announcement on Instagram, I could not have been more excited! I first met Jayme back when I was just starting out in the world of photography, and organizing my Beautiful Momma Project. Let me tell you, this woman is the definition of strength and perseverance. She exudes joy and love, despite the heartache she has endured. She so openly and honestly shared her story with all of you, with the hopes of reaching others who may have walked the same path as her and her family, I'm so proud of her
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Just as I am amazed by how quickly my own babies have grown, I always feel shocked to see how quickly my birth babies have grown. Once a family invites me into their birthing space and allows me to document those moments, our relationship is forever changed. I have an attachment to them and their babes that will last a lifetime.
I recently had a stay at our local hospital, this Momma was SICK! While I was there I missed a lot. I missed gatherings with friends, trick or treating and many more moments with my family. While I was there it felt like the world just stopped, but life doesn't stop. The moments kept happening, even if I was not there to bear witness to them. I'm so happy that I have deep friendships and my family was surrounded by amazing, caring people. They helped to keep the fun going, keep the moments joyful and the smiles on my babies faces.
Autumn came so quickly and has passed just the same. The air is crisp and the days are shorter. The entrance is starting to pile with big boots, poofy coats and mittens galore. While part of me is not looking forward to the many months of cold that we will endure, I love the feeling of life slowing down, settling in and getting cozy. This past weekend brought Dad home after much too long of a time away and Nana and Papa after too many months of not hugging them. This weekend also brought sunshine and warmth. It brought impromptu dinners with friends, hockey games with the neighbours and couch acrobatics.
You may have noticed a bit of a shift in my work recently. My heart has always been with birth photography, I've enjoyed it more than any other genre. This really got me to thinking about why is it that I love birth so, so much? Besides the obvious emotion and extreme beauty of the moments available for me to capture, theres more. I love capturing moments as they happen, I'm not telling anyone what to do, my subjects are simply doing what they do. Real moments.
As a mother, I know so well the urge to "just do it yourself". Sometimes those tiny hands seem less then helpful. It can be so easy to rush from one task to another in an attempt to finish the never ending to do list. But sometimes, we remember to slow down, we remember to include, we remember that these are the memories that will be written in their childhood forever. These are the moments that your babies will pass down to their babies.
Sometimes, when you meet someone, you feel the connection immediately, sometimes that requires time and similar interest and common struggles. When I became pregnant with my second, I joined an online group filled with other women who were also expecting babies in July of 2013. As the weeks of our pregnancies passed and our babies came earth side, our connections grew. Through sharing stories of morning sickness, our labours and sleepless nights we found strength in our group. We carried, birthed and raised our babies together, as a village.