Celebrating Motherhood

Time is not my friend.

Looking at the camera roll on my phone I notice my children, growing, changing, especially my 10 month old. From tiny new born, to chubby thighs, sitting, now crawling. My daughter, her hair growing in length and wildness, drawing, spelling. I have them playing together, playing with their Dad, those moments that make me smile looking at them.


I also have goofy selfies. This is the extend of my existence in photos since my son’s new born session. My husband doesn’t take photographs…why would he, he is married to a photographer. But speaking to friends, this is totally normal and common. Where are we ladies?!


So often we, as mother’s, are behind the camera, whether, like me this is because of a desire to capture every detail, all the moments that feel like they are running away. That and the delight that are post baby body hang ups. Photo’s are deleted and rejected because I don’t like this, or that, when really, no one else would see what I do.


This year I want to change that. I booked photographers to capture me and my babies together, one session just gone, one in the summer. I WILL be present in photographs, I want my little people to be able to look at their photo albums with their children and see love. Unconditional, pure love – you know that feeling I mean. I look at the photo albums my parents have, I don’t see lack of sleep, post baby lumps and bumps. I see family and smiles. This is what I need more of, and I am betting you do to.


So let’s do it – come and have some beautiful moments captured, I have the experience to shoot in a flattering way, the quick eye to capture those expressions between you, and the amazing set that Jo from Jo Wilkinson Floristry and I are putting together. It’s going to be light, bright with spring in the air.


Now is the time to capture their chubby cheeks, their beautiful smiles, that look of love. That moment between mother and child that is totally unique to you.


You deserve gorgeous photos with your children.

Whilst I may not be perfect, I will cherish these images, the cheesy grin of my three year old beauty, the tired eyes of a 10 month old nap refuser. This is life, this is us, and boy do I adore them.