Paul, Shari, + Kids | At Home

Breakfast with friends - one of those great pleasures in life. Add to that casual picture snapping and some intentional portraits using window light and I had myself a dream job. (Side note: window light is incredible and I think I love it more than golden hour). Shari is a good friend of mine so it's a wonder that I pried myself from our conversation to do anything at all. 

Thank you, P+S+A+S! 

Beth & Matt — Brownfield, AB

Well - the trees are starting to burst green here in Edmonton so I thought it apt to post this gorgeous wedding from last summer. Brandon grew up in Brownfield and we're there often visiting family. It is a special place with an active community and I think I speak for most people who've been - you feel it. It was a treat to photograph Beth and Matt's wedding, no doubt! _MG_3250

















Snippets From The Last Year(ish)

You'd hardly know it but I have taken photos of some great people this past year and a bit. I was still pushing through pregnancy fatigue/nausea for some. I hope it wasn't apparent but man was I wiped! Naturally I had a bit of stress trying to plan photo shoots around breastfeeding/naps but everyone was so understanding! We did it. I've kept this short, which will be my ongoing modus operandi, but I snuck in a photo of myself (witnessing a marriage) because I'm pregnant with Vera (awwww).





















Life with Vera

v_1 It has felt near-impossible for me to write and share about Vera. It would have been nice to accomplish a monthly check-in. It's manageable to write about a month! I started something at three months but it wasn't possible to get it done within a baby nap. And yadda yadda - then it was four months, five months, etc and the thought of writing about all that time in the way I hoped felt too daunting.

Maybe I'll just pick a few memories. What I've experienced over and over is how better you feel when other people say "our baby did that too" or something along those lines. The more sharing the better.

Our worst night was in the first week. Vera kept crying and crying so we kept walking and rocking her. She wasn't settling into sleep. 3 or 4 am approached and we were so tired. DESPERATE tired. I would fall asleep instantly and have to wake back up. Bran took over for me and I felt so bad for him with his head slumped down as he bounced her in his arms. This is funny to me now but I ACTUALLY thought about calling 911. Like - can I go to the ER for this? Thinking back, I think she was hungry or just wanted that comfort. Who knows if she was getting all the food she wanted. Nursing takes some time to figure out.

The first couple weeks were definitely unique. The FEELINGS. I felt extremely attached to her and a bit scared of the outside world. When she was five days old we went for a walk with my parents. I had her wrapped on me and my eyes kept misting up. I think someone was smoking nearby and I thought "How could they!! I have a baby!!".

Now I wonder: does this happen again? Will I feel as intense and vulnerable the second time?

There've been more hard days since, of course. But overall? Joy, warmth, laughter. When I'm with her I think "look how big you are!" but when I look at that same time in pictures she looks so small.

Every morning while I make coffee and breakfast she plays on her blanket. She bangs toys around or marvels at her hands or the patterns on the quilt. I find myself clenching my teeth because I can barely handle the cuteness of it all. When I glance at her and she's already looking at me and smiling? Wow.

She is so good. So goofy and lovely and unmarked. We are drinking this precious time in.