10/30/2025
The update:
Almost 4 years ago I sat in my living room with my newly second-born son in my arms. “What’s next?” I thought to myself as the days were filled with wonderful things like baby snuggles, new milestones, belly laughs… and the not so wonderful things like toddler tantrums, laundry, dishes and round the clock newborn care. “What do I do for me?”
That night I decided that the camera, lovingly bought for me as a Christmas gift from my husband, was the way out of this rut I was in. Photography was something I had enjoyed as a teenager, and even more so as a new mom desperate to capture moments in time that were fading away before I was ready to let them go.
Hours (days?) of time became spent on watching every tutorial I could find. I invested my time in learning my camera forwards and backwards. Editing became a nightly routine. I shadowed several local photographers (very very grateful for their guidance, sharing of know-how, and opportunities they opened for me) and I just about begged any and everyone to let me practice these “how to video” skills in real life. I was hooked.
Almost 4 years later, the kids have grown. Toddler tantrums have been traded for homework time. Newborn snuggles have become requests to play with cars together. And a third baby has joined our chaotic crew. The equipment has changed. The knowledge and confidence has reached heights I thought I’d never see. I’ve met so many new people, and watched as their kids have somehow doubled in height. Everything changes so fast. Which, let’s be clear, some things don’t change - like the laundry and dishes. Yep, still have those. Still not a fan. Oh, and also I still really, really enjoy doing what I do. 😉