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2013 | by +Krista

Well hello there! It’s been about a hundred years since I’ve blogged- really. My husband’s grown a beard in the time I’ve taken off from regular blogging, and that’s saying something. Christmas shopping and family gatherings and messy living rooms and school breaks and a million things later, and now? It’s time to get back to work!

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This past year has unfolded in ways beyond anything I could’ve ever imagined. It’s been more challenging than I expected, more exhausting than I’d prepared for, and more fun than I’d hoped for. Iíve had some recent years where, honestly, I was glad to leave things behind. End chapters, move on. Swift, clean, tidy. Some things just belong in 2009 or wherever they came fromÖ and there they stay (I hope). Other things stay behind too, but really, theyíre just a preamble to something even greater. 2012 was the best preamble yet.

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One year ago, I applied for an internship with LeahAndMark.com. I’d been working as a photographer for a few years already but needed a push and decided the challenge sounded good to me. I poured my heart into that application- and then did it again when I made it past the first round of cuts. I still have my acceptance email saved in my inbox. Iíd devoured every review and blog posting I could get my hands on, but I still didnít really have a clue as to what I was about to experience.

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Applying for the internship was the single best thing I have ever done for my photography… and one of the best things I’ve ever done for myself. There’s no such thing as being “above” an internship. Sure, I was already a photographer- I had clients and weddings and fancy things like print releases under my belt. But I wasn’t done learning. I’m still not done learning. Life is about pushing yourself out of your comfort zone, because right over that line is where the good stuff actually happens. You could stay where it’s comfortable, and that’s totally okay (I guess). But adventure is out there! It’s just that adventure, like opportunity, is often dressed in overalls and looks like work. I was craving adventure and adventure I got: first in the form of flinging myself into a brand new environment with a bunch of insanely talented strangers (who turned into mentors, colleagues, friends) and then again, after the internship was over: in the form of a little + sign next to my name. And now a new gaggle of slightly crazy Interns are about to embark on their own adventure as another season begins. Slightly crazy in the bravest, most adventurous way. Itís a little like Groundhogís Day, but itís also really amazing to watch.

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Now, itís January. The beginning of every new year has always appealed to me immensely because I love the idea of a fresh start- a clean(ish) slate, and another year full of moments and challenges and adventures that you HAVE NO IDEA ARE GOING TO HAPPEN TO YOU YET. Thatís AWESOME. And a little terrifying.

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But mostly, itís awesome. Sixteen days into the new year and Iíve already booked more weddings than any year before. Iím traveling more this year. Iím hustling more. Shooting more. (And editing more.) I feel like Iím finally settling into the best rhythm for myself and my family, too. More vacations. (Because more weddings allows that now, for which Iím forever thankful.) More books. More parks. More swimming. More walks. Less junk and more slowing down to watch my daughters as they grow into their own skins, with hopes and dreams and crushes. And most of all, setting more of an example to them that adventure waits for them too. They just have to go after it.

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Adventure Awaits | Alex & Brett

One of the greatest compliments a photographer can ever receive is a recommendation. Itís huge, really. To go out on a limb and vouch for someone, with enough faith in someoneís talent or ability and about something so personal as art, is just awesomeÖ and humbling. Iíve been lucky enough, in my journey as a photographer, to have met such incredible people that turn into clients- fun, funny, kind- and then those clientsí friends become my clients too. AWESOME. To anyone who has ever gone out on that limb for me, thank you. So much.

Alex and Brett are freaking adorable. And theyíre having a baby! Alex has the most†perfect basketball belly, the two of them are seriously cute as a button together, and when I suggested a sunrise session for their maternity photos (SUNRISE. As in leaving the house when itís still dark out and readying yourself for photos at six oíclock in the morning.), they were ALL OVER IT. It was actually the first time I ever even suggested a sunrise session to any client, ever, and Alex and Brett set the precedent by being game for anything. And because it was sunrise, the lighting was some of the most gorgeous I’ve worked with in the history of Ever.

 

Maternity sessions are so interesting to me- especially for first babies. Every couple has a certain dynamic all their own, and when you add a baby, everything shifts. Your whole life- your entire existence, really- is about to change, and in so many bigger ways than just who has diaper duty. For a lot of couples, itís your first big adventure together. And even if youíve been adventuring together already- first homes and new careers and travels abroad- parenthood is undoubtedly the biggest, craziest adventure you two will ever tackle. (Really. Even getting out of the house somewhere in the neighborhood of being on time is an adventure. But worth it. Because babies are cute.) I love watching the giddiness of couples who are about to have a baby. Itís this nervous energy, tripping over baby clothes and baby shoes and big decisions. Youíre savoring the last few weeks or months of it being just the two of youÖ and [im]patiently waiting for the biggest, most symbolic marker of your relationship: your baby. I remember those days. And watching the person you love become a mother or a father often brings back that flood of dizzying new love that you first felt way back Before Baby: in the very beginning. Itís kind of cool. You get to fall in love all over again, only multiplied by about a million. (And with extra pints of Hšagen-Dazs. Very important.)

Alex and Brett, thank you for trusting me with something so important as capturing the last few weeks while your sweet girl is still cozied up on the inside. Donít forget to pack a fan for your hospital stay, guys. ūüôā You. Are. Awesome.

The Easy Stuff

Remember Tara and Cory? Last month,†in Tara’s 9th month of pregnancy, she braved fences and†potential trespassing charges for her maternity†session, handling it like it was all old hat. And guess what? We didn’t get arrested for trespassing! Yay! Well, that, and… her baby is here! Celeste is†here at last†and now Tara is an official card-carrying (diaper bag-carrying?) member of the Motherhood sisterhood. And what does being around a newborn do to me, you ask? It might have given me the tiniest(!) bit of baby fever, sure, but it also sends me into major self-reflection-slash-blogging-wheels-are-turning mode. I’m a thinker. Always have been, always will be. So after a shoot like this, reflecting on how you jump into motherhood and life will suddenly never be the same, it flowed for this one. A lot. The fact that I’m also a mom defines my identity in ways that still overwhelm and astound me.

My journey to motherhood wasnít easy. For a long time, I dwelled on the journey that knocked me down and broke my spirit- what was wrong with me? But then, finally, my dream come trueÖ a little brown-eyed dream that weighed 8 pounds and awarded me the fastest labor of anyone Iíve ever known. And then, a few years and a few more struggles later, my other dream came trueÖ this time, that dream was a 10 pounder with curly black hair and the most squeezable cheeks in existence. Itís funny. The struggles and heart ache and tears that defined my life for what, back then, felt like it would be forever, actually had a purpose after all. They shaped me. Theyíre always sort of there, lingering in the back of my mind when Iíve had a hard day with my children. Theyíre there to remind me of how far Iíve come and how very lucky I am. And I am lucky. So very, very lucky.

If you think about it, itís actually really easy to take care of a baby. Need a diaper change? Done. Hungry? Got it. In need of a walk around the house, at 4 am and only in a very specific position in your arms? That’s the easy stuff. The harder parts of motherhood come creeping in as your babies get a little older. The easy, most primitive needs of a person give way to the more complicated stuff. How do you take a helpless newborn baby and turn it into a smart, kind, productive adult in only eighteen or twenty years? Thereís so much to teach them and so little time.

 

Itís so daunting, the idea that itís only going to get harder. I worry sometimes (okay, I worry pretty much†all the time) that Iím not going to be able to teach them everything I want them to be armed with. And seriously- how am I supposed to help them with their Calculus homework when the last formula flew out of my head years ago?

I wish I had the answer, but I donít. So here I sit, a few days before my youngest daughter, my Little One, celebrates her first birthday. And Iím a wreck. How can I teach either of them all the stuff in the world when first steps and preschool graduations make me cry? I donít know. I just donít know.

But what I do know is that if I could go back in time, years back, and have a choice: the easy road or that road less traveled, full of bumps and setbacks and doctors appointments and ultrasounds and tears and pain and sadness, knowing that it would be a rough journey, guess what? Iíd still do it. In. A. Heartbeat. Because I look at my girls, so beautiful and smart and funny, and I know that it was worth it. SO WORTH IT.

 

So I push along. Like me, Motherhood is a lot of things. Life-changing, rewarding, challenging, fun, exhausting, exciting, boring, busy, lonely, joyfulÖ and more often than not, all of the above, all in the same day. Itís also a process. You become a mother and letís face it. Most of us have no idea what weíre doing for a good long while. Or ever, really. (And guess what? Those who act like they know EVERYTHING about motherhood, all the while giving you the stink eye because your kid is a genius and wants to eat mud at the playground? Theyíre lying. They have no clue what theyíre doing either.) Itís a learning process, and you figure things out as you go. And the best part of all is that you have the most perfect companion to figure all of this stuff out with over the next few decades: your baby. See what I said? SO WORTH IT.