Thursday, April 26, 2012

Baby Kymberlynn | Moab Newborn Photographer



Is there anything sweeter than a newborn's ear?


Maybe new baby toes or the curvy outline of hair on the crown of a baby's head.


But nothing beats a sleepy baby grin.

Welcome to the world, Kymberlynn!


Monday, April 23, 2012

Introducing Duke


Three weeks ago, Duke joined our family. 


He's a sweet, eager-to-please labrador retriever.


And he has completely turned my life upside down.




 There's a reason why babies and puppies are so cute. And there have been many days--and nights---when I've thought a baby would have been a lot easier.


That's Aidan above with Duke. When the lack of sleep, the constant vigilance (to make sure he's not chewing a shoe, being hurt by/hurting our youngest, or peeing in the house) starts to get to me, I watch Aidan with Duke and know the time was right.

Because no one loves you like your dog loves you. 



Sweet Scarlet | Moab Newborn Photographer

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Isn’t she precious? I loved meeting Miss Scarlet last week. She was quite the charmer, often turning her face right to the camera. I have a feeling she is very appropriately named---a beautiful girl with a strong will of her own.
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Seriously, is she smiling for the camera here, at just 25 hours old?
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Now you can see why she was so content and happy---to be welcomed to the world with so much love, with such at ease parents (this is baby #3…so they are old pros already!).


Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Baby Eryn | Moab Newborn Photographer

Meet the new girl in town, Eryn:


Isn't she lovely?


I'm a big fan of newborns in the buff, and rarely think anything can beat their birth-day suit, but the momma-of-3-boys in me loved this pink, frilly dress.


Sweet dreams, Eryn. I hope you are still sleeping so well for your momma.


Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Light52: Week 13, 14, 15, 16


Thank you to Brene Brown for the above image and the inspiration for this post. It's awkward writing here, after my last post. In fact, doing anything feels awkward right now. I'm hosting Book Club this month, something I look forward to all year and feel completely indifferent to this time (I can't even find my copy of the book, which means I probably lent it to someone, but luckily I chose a book I'd read before---Brene's The Gifts of Imperfection). The boys have their radio show on Saturday but we haven't listened to any new music this spring. Aidan's science fair, a newborn photo shoot tomorrow, Sean's birthday party, all these good things that I care about, but right now I just don't have access to the part of me that cares about them. That's how it feels.

I'm familiar enough with grief to know this is typical. Knowing it is typical doesn't make any less odd to see the world continuing on with its normal business.

While we were in Chicago, Sean was showing off that he'd memorized A Dream Deferred by Langston Hughes. My dad, never one to be outdone, started to quote Auden to Sean, "Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone..." and then he broke down, turned to me and said, "I can't." I've heard him recite that poem many times, but the lines sound new to me now. I understand that desire to have your loss written on the sky, finding it painful that the world should be able to continue on so indifferently. That everything is still normal, that the phone still rings, is one of the strangest parts of grief.

And then nothing is normal. I can't call my mother to tell her the funny thing Nolan said today. I learn Anna Quindlan has a new memoir coming out and immediately think, "That'll be perfect for Mother's Day" and then realize I won't be buying another Mother's Day gift. I've never watched Downtown Abby or Doc Martin, but suddenly feel like I have to DVR them since they have the audacity to continue even though my mother will no longer be watching them. We did not have an easy relationship; in many ways our roles were switched. There was no one I judged more harshly, nor did anyone ever find me as wanting as she did. And yet, since 1998 not a week went by without our talking, and the last six years, rarely more than a couple days. Until now that is, when a month has gone by.

I intended to write about the sparks today, about all the kindness that is lighting my way, the deep gratitude I do feel, but instead these words took precedence. I'll be back with a grateful heart another day.




Friday, April 13, 2012

Easten | Moab Newborn Photographer

This photo shoot remains close to my heart. It's also the only one that's made me cry so far. I'll show you why in a second. First, Easten, the sweet baby boy, made me smile and laugh with these expressions. Here's his "deep thoughts" pose:


And, a classic baby yawn in his momma's arms:


It is always an honor to capture a baby on his first or second day of life. Within just a week to ten days, they are no longer as sleepy or as easy to pose in those cute curled up positions. On this shoot, I had the even greater honor of witnessing Easten's big brothers meet him for the first time.


And then this boy made me cry.

The way his face lit up to meet his brother, the way he put his arm protectively around his mom and spontaneously, completely sincerely said, "I love you, Mom."


His aunt and I looked at each other, both brimming with tears and just smiled.

I always feel an affinity to other moms of boys, and enjoyed welcoming Easten's mom to the exclusive Moms of Three Boys club. The love between this mom and her whole family was a sight to behold ---a shoot I'll never forget.


Thursday, April 12, 2012

Elsie | Moab Newborn Photographer

Catching up on another spring baby in Moab. These sweet toes belong to Elsie.


The baby toes shot is what motivated me to buy my first DSLR when we were expecting our last baby. I told Brian I had to get at least one great shot of baby toes while we had the chance! Point & Shoots are great, but they just won't let you get this depth of field or clarity of details. I love capturing those precious toes for parents!

When my mom delighted in holding a newborn, she'd use the expression, "I could eat you up with a spoon." With twenty-one grandchildren, she got plenty of opportunity to say it, and looking at Elsie in the basket, I know just what she meant.


Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Lyda | Moab Newborn Photographer


Little Lyda was my first newborn photo shoot this year. Her parents were so sweet, and I left the shoot feeling like I have the greatest job in the world. I got to hold this precious girl, and witness a young couple actually becoming a family.

It didn't hurt that Lyda is absolutely gorgeous too!

I love photographing newborns and children, because they are incapable of being anything other than authentic. But my favorite shots are those that capture the amazing connection between people who love each other. Case in point:

I can't help thinking what I'd give to see a photo like that of my parents with me as a newborn. It was a great honor to capture a bit of the love in that room for Lyda. Welcome to the world, Lyda---it's been waiting for you!


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