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Thursday, January 8, 2015

On October 18th, my daughter was born and I became the mother of three children. Hundreds of miles away, on the same day, another baby girl was born and another woman added the third child to her family. We were complete strangers at that time, but our love of photography and family brought us together. We started to have a conversation about motherhood with images, because we tell stories with our cameras. Since some tales are so similar, and some are not, we decided to collaborate and share a photo a week from a normal day as a mother to three.

“Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in the pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return.” – Mary Jean Irion

you hate getting your hair washed. i mean you completely freak out the moment the water touches your hair. but sticking your head in a dishpan filled with water is no problem. i can’t figure you out. and it excites me that i get to spend my whole life trying to.

photo by Heather Robinson

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I often catch you two deep in conversation. I get little snags of it, but I won’t dare eavesdrop. You two aren’t slick enough to be quiet all the time, nor do you really have anything to keep secret from me yet. And while some things make my chuckle or even intervene, I have to imagine there are so many deeper, more beautiful things you two share that I’ll never know about, but that will make you two that much stronger together.

photo by Olivia Gatti of Click Click Love

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freelensing | december

Tuesday, December 30, 2014

we have always talked about going camping as a family. but then we get real. we are a family that relies heavily on all of our comforts. our comfy beds with lots of pillows, black out curtains, noise machines, laptops, internet. the list goes on. yet there is something so appealing about disconnecting, reconnecting, simplifying. we had a taste of this during the holidays. while out of town visiting family we stayed in a home next to the river. the home had just been purchased and was obviously not equipped in the way a lived in home would be. there was no furniture other than a few dining room chairs and table and a bed in the master. and the biggie was no internet. i won’t lie. not having all of the regular amenities felt slightly earth shattering to me. but i rather quickly got over it. since there were no curtains, we all rose with the sun with the most amazing views of the river. and we started our days with the simple joy of soaking in the tub and then warming up by snuggling and playing in bed. it was sweet. at one point, daddy told me how much he loved it there and joked that maybe we should get rid of all of our furniture and other things and live like this every day. i quickly shook my head and made a pained look but then i secretly entertained that thought. maybe we don’t need to get that extreme but he was on to something. we desperately need to break free from the choke hold that all of our possessions have placed on us. we need to stop staring at those damn screens and instead look deeply into the eyes of those we love and really listen to them, to their words, their voices. tattoo these fleeting moments on our souls. we need to play more. laugh. we need to live the life that matters.

next up in the freelensing circle is my dear friend Holly Donovan in the windy city. please take a look at her photographs this month and leave her some warmth.

a normal day

Thursday, December 11, 2014

On October 18th, my daughter was born and I became the mother of three children. Hundreds of miles away, on the same day, another baby girl was born and another woman added the third child to her family. We were complete strangers at that time, but our love of photography and family brought us together. We started to have a conversation about motherhood with images, because we tell stories with our cameras. Since some tales are so similar, and some are not, we decided to collaborate and share a photo a week from a normal day as a mother to three.

“Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in the pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return.” – Mary Jean Irion

“no swords at the table.” every day with you is beyond adventurous my son.

photo by Heather Robinson

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Undeniable. It is here. My worst time of the year. After the holidays it actually crushes down on me. Makes it hard to breath some days. Days just staring out the windows. Waiting for spring.

Perhaps the only thing that helps is remembering to go outside. Even for five minutes. Even if getting dressed for it takes longer than the actual time I spend out in it. When I get outside the weight lifts a little. For that, I know I’ll make it through.

photo by Olivia Gatti of Click Click Love

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a normal day

Thursday, December 4, 2014

On October 18th, my daughter was born and I became the mother of three children. Hundreds of miles away, on the same day, another baby girl was born and another woman added the third child to her family. We were complete strangers at that time, but our love of photography and family brought us together. We started to have a conversation about motherhood with images, because we tell stories with our cameras. Since some tales are so similar, and some are not, we decided to collaborate and share a photo a week from a normal day as a mother to three.

“Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in the pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return.” – Mary Jean Irion

you guys are constantly conspiring against me. she clings to you and big sister hoping to be pulled along wherever you go. and without fail her wish is granted.

photo by Heather Robinson

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Welcome to the club, my new little model.

(Pentax 645/LOMO 800)

photo by Olivia Gatti of Click Click Love

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freelensing | november

Monday, November 24, 2014

today at lunch time the whole family was sitting around the table eating so i thought it would be nice to take turns telling what we are thankful for. daddy went first and talked about his wonderful kids and wife. big sister went next talking about the monkey bars at school and anna and elsa. then it was brother’s turn. he looked at me and said i am thankful for pictures of me and my sisters. i should mention little dude is three. i couldn’t believe he would say such a thing. but he did. and i think he meant it. i hugged and kissed him. and then i spoke. i told my family that i was thankful for that exact moment with them and each and every moment that i get to spend with them. i know that sounds super cheesy but it is true. no matter how hard life feels, i know how lucky i am to be able to bear witness to such beauty that lies in these simple moments at home with these brilliant little beings.

up next is my sweet friend and ridiculously talented photographer Janielle of Lens & Beauty.