This past November, I had the absolute privilege of photographing my youngest sister’s friends wedding. I had never shot a wedding as the main photographer before, so the fact that Jordan trusted me meant a lot.
As the week approached, I began watching the weather to get an idea of what to expect for her big day. Snow…lots of white, fluffy, and COLD snow. I won’t lie. The snow made me nervous! Some previously planned poses went out the window, the time frame in which people were willing to stand outside was drastically shortened, and I didn’t know how my gear would hold up. In the end, everything went perfectly. Nobody lost any toes, we got the shots we needed, and it turned out more beautifully than I could have imagined.
Big THANK YOU to my sister, Alyssa, who helped as a second shooter the entire day. For someone who hasn’t worked with a camera often…she totally killed it!
I’ll be shooting another wedding in October of this year! So I’ll start looking forward to that. If you know anyone in the Vegas/Denver area that’s looking for a bit of a novice wedding photographer, send them my way!
It is time I start advertising my services here in Vegas anyways.
As I am developing my blog, I’m going to be sharing some older sessions with you.
Ever since having my own children, I have dreamed of working within the birthing community. It’s such an empowering experience to witness, no matter what type of birth is taking place.
I had never been a part of a cesarean before and it’s nothing short of miraculous. The bravery, the fear, the anticipation. This baby girl weighed just shy of 10 LBS! TEN!!! My babies were both under 7 so seeing this little one when she came out was amazing. The cheeks and the rolls were to die for. This mama had a scheduled c-section but her water broke before her due date and labor progressed relatively quickly, so off to the OR she went. She was a warrior! So enjoy this beautiful moment for all it is.
Lately, a temporary, but delicious fix for all of my problems has been a Diet Dr. Pepper from Chick Fil A.
I need to learn to say “no” and listen to my intuition.
Sometimes I start watching a video on Facebook. All of a sudden 3 hours, 234 videos, and 393847 tears are shed. Military homecomings, pregnancy announcements, saved animals, funny things kids say…all the feels!
I found my group of fun, one-too-many margaritas type of girls and we took the Blackstone District by storm last weekend.
Now two of us are moving within the month…naturally. What gives universe?!
I tried on a pair of shorts that were called “mom” shorts at UO this weekend. I was offended for mothers everywhere. There was enough room for a fanny pack in that FUPA area…we had babies…we aren’t trying to smuggle one in the front area of our shorts…
My kids are pushing every last button these last few days…and their dad is away for work.
I’ll be spending most of the weekend surfing the Nordstrom Anniversary Sale web. Send me all the good deals you Insta influensters! Also, ya’ll better not be getting all that shizzz fo’ free!!! If you are, I’m doing something wrong with my life. Teach me your ways.
Also, I’m thinking of making a blog post about fashion finds every other week (because mama ain’t rich). Here’s a top I bought this week at UO. Under $50 which is a STEAL! Lightweight and comfy. Tie front. Long sleeve or roll ’em up!
Yep, that’s a scrunchy on my wrist…I’ve hopped on board.
As some of my Facebook followers know, I was ghosted by a local birthing business I was working with. I was being paid to take weekly pictures of local moms during their pregnancy. I sensed something was getting fishy toward the end and should have listened to my gut but I LOVED seeing all the moms each week. I loved watching their bellies grow and eventually meeting their adorable bundles that I had been capturing from the outside. 2 sessions had gone by without hearing from the owners. I tried e-mailing them and texting them to no response. It was clear that my time with them had ended and sadly the weekly pictures had ended for all the other moms as well. HOWEVER…ONE mom had my number. She had passed it onto this little family and I’m so glad that she did! I got to meet another baby I was anxiously awaiting the arrival of.
She was such a sweet and content baby during my entire stay. Always stopping for a snack with mom, which brought me right back to being the mom of a newborn.
I also love hearing about all the different birth stories. It’s such an INTENSE experience and everyone’s is so different. So I loved hearing about Penelope’s journey into the world. Her mom wasn’t expecting to be admitted that day, but she was! SURPRISE! It’s so crazy to think you go into the hospital and leave with a little life.
Penelope (and her parents) were lucky to have the grandparents around for a quick stay. Family is a lifesaver when it comes to learning the adjustments of parenthood. Whether it’s taking the baby so you can sleep for even 15 minutes or doing a load of laundry so you can tend to her needs. She was truly surrounded by so many people that already loved her.
Penelope, you have two hard working and incredible parents to guide you through this crazy life.
Dad’s face just makes me melt in this picture.
Welcome to the world sweet girl.