its the everyday photography

motherhood portraits this summer (looking for a few mama's)

When I was younger I developed an interest in photography. I remember shooting portraits of my sisters, my best friend, my dogs. I didn't know a lot of the technicalities of photography but I managed to figure out how to shoot portraits in the best light, and kept my eyes open for good color and composition. I was probably around 13 or 14 when I took pictures using film, not even knowing if my exposure was correct. 

Cameras have certainly changed since I used my Dad's old minolta, with film. I do love the mechanics of old cameras, the loud noises of winding and clicking that tell you another frame has been taken. And the waiting. Waiting for my finished roll of film to be developed and mailed back to me was always exhilarating. 

Now I use a digital camera, and we've been able to upgrade over the years since Jonah and I have started doing photography together. I'm thankful for this tool that we can use. But I'm still learning. I'm still figuring out the best lighting, the best exposure, the best composition. But I know more of what I like to shoot, the direction I'd like to just stay with right now. The sweet spot that creatives always work towards, I feel like I'm beginning to be in. 

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I mentioned it a couple posts back but my direction is for now going to be on motherhood. 

I was praying this morning about my photography. Always something I give to the Lord because I want to trust that anything I do will be with His leading. I want to bring Him glory in the work of my hands, in the talents He's given me. 

How can I tell more stories? How can I reach out to mama's and encourage them by taking their story? Why is this important?

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The other day I had a revelation. At least to my own way of thinking. 

There is a lot of guilt that I can carry in my role. A lot of expectations and assumptions that I have conjured up in my own mind of what a "perfect mom" is supposed to look like. No one has ever said any of these things (my internal checklist) to me. No one has said that if I failed in these areas I was a bad mom, and I didn't have value. It's my own thoughts that have led me to believe I needed to do all the "things" before I was deemed a good mom, or even a valuable woman. 

What? 

When I take these thoughts to God I KNOW that my thinking has not been focusing on what is true (Philippians 4:8). God has created each of us in His image, and we ARE valuable, not because of all the things we do, but because of our worth in Him. He alone is the reason I have value, because of my worth in Christ. I am so thankful I serve Him first. I am thankful He helps me discern what I should and shouldn't do. And He has given me a heart for our children and a heart to encourage mothers. My revelation was that I am valued by God. Just that. No amount of work on my part will earn my way to His heart, He already loves me. And just like that I can walk in that freedom, fully invested in the everyday of raising boys, being a wife,  and loving people. Clear away all the other clutter in my head and my focus becomes clear. 

I love being a mom. I love all the things that make up our days. Like rock gathering, bike riding, lego building, exploring, fort building, car racing and every little thing that they delight in, I have found I can delight in too. Childhood goes fast. I don't want to miss it for fear of not getting my house cleaned the right way, my meals perfected or whatever I've made up on my list. Those things will get done, and I'll continue to seek the Lord for help in becoming a better manager of the home. But the play, the building of their imaginations, the questioning minds of our boys are growing and changing quickly. And I don't want to miss these days. 

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childhood, imagination, outdoors, its the everyday photography

And I know that other mama's are in the same place. Of growing, of learning what it means to be a mom to their children. 

You, mama, are so valuable. God created you to be a mama to the ones He's given you. And He is going to grow you in ways you never knew, as you love and teach and guide your children.

And He's growing me. As a mom, a wife, a daughter of God. I'm learning each day and I'm trusting Him to prune and nourish me so that there will be fruit that is beautiful and sweet. 

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This summer I'd like to grow in a few areas in my own photography and I'm seeking a few mama's to help me in this. Some areas I'm specifically focusing on will be portraits and lighting. 


Here are the details for portrait sessions:

Between June-August I'll be offering 3 sessions for mama's as listed below. 
An at home session. I'll come to your home for these portraits. 
The time frame will be limited up to one hour.
You will receive up to 15 final edited images in high resolution. 
The focus will be on you as a mother, and can include your kiddos. 
The pricing will be at a discount from my regular full sessions and will be $130. (limited the session to 3, after that pricing will change)   
To schedule your session you can reach me here. 

I'd also like to say one last thing, the work you do at home is valuable! Training hearts, growing the next generation is important. They are going to lead one day and we need to do our part in pouring into them the best we know how (with the grace of God). Let's encourage each other in the *good* work we've been given. 

I can't wait to meet more mamas in this photography journey!

 

 

 

strawberry picking

Country life. I grew up in upstate NY where the dairy farms are a plenty, and I was submerged in country life. I have memories of fields being sprayed with manure (yes, it smelled foul), cows escaping their fences, ice cream stands that gave you the best heaped cones of goodness for cheap, acreage to explore and neighbors that lived a bike ride away. 

When I married Jonah we started our life together near Atlanta. And we lived in the suburbs. A big adjustment from my country days. And I was okay with that!  It was exciting to build a life with Jonah (and still is!).

But as the years have gone by and we've added two little boys to our home, priorities have changed. Now I crave the open fields, and land to roam on. I look forward to having acreage to plant our own produce, and maybe even have some chickens. I love to be outdoors and I love letting our boys just be boys outside, in the dirt. 

So when we had two opportunities to pick strawberries this spring I was thrilled! I felt at home in the strawberry fields in a small way. Strawberries are a sentimental reminder to me of my late grandma. My grandparents had fields of berries that they harvested, and I remember driving with my mom and sisters to pick them. I wish I had paid more attention back then to what it took to actually grow them. I only remember the yummy berries themselves and the sweet strawberry jam my mom would make. I am so glad we were able to take our boys to do something I have childhood memories of. 

 

at home in the country!

at home in the country!

its the everyday photography: strawberry picking and country living, northern ga
its the everyday photography: strawberry picking and country living

Jonah loves strawberries. Shortcake, ice-cream, cobbler, whatever it may be. I love them too, but the taste of the strawberries in the stores are just not the same. I have told him this, probably every time we buy strawberries. Farm fresh berries are So Different. When we arrived at the fields and started picking I was almost afraid to bite into one because in my mind I had the memory of how sweet they had tasted from my grandparents farm. Would if I was wrong? 

its the everyday photography: strawberry picking and country living
its the everyday photography: strawberry picking and country living

Let me tell you. A warm sun ripened berry picked right of the vine is F-A-N-T-A-S-T-I-C. It really does not compare to the ones picked and shipped in the grocery store. It was a sweet (literally) reminder to me of berries from my childhood days. I'm so thankful we were able to let our boys experience this too. It was neat to see where they were grown!

its the everyday photography: strawberry picking and country living
its the everyday photography: strawberry picking and country living
its the everyday photography: strawberry picking and country living
its the everyday photography: strawberry picking and country living

Perhaps one day we will have a bigger patch of our own strawberries in our back yard. Right now we have a small 3'x2' patch that continues to spread each year. It was a great picking experience this year and I think we will head back next year. Or maybe we'll wait for blueberry season! 

its the everyday photography: strawberry picking and country living
its the everyday photography: strawberry picking and country living
its the everyday photography: strawberry picking and country living
its the everyday photography: strawberry picking and country living
its the everyday photography: strawberry picking and country living
its the everyday photography: strawberry picking and country living