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Thomas Fresh 48 & Lifestyle Newborn Session | Charlotte Birth Photographer

One of the perks of my job is that I get to watch my client’s families grow. I met Amy, Scott and Emma last fall when they hired me to do a family session. When I found out Amy was pregnant, I suggested we schedule the session as far out as we could so that we could do a combo family/maternity session. It would also give us time to let the foliage peak. I loved this session because I felt like I got to really capture the essence of this family — close knit, laid back, and fun!

I was pleasantly surprised (and honored!) when Amy reached out close to her due date to ask if I would do a Fresh 48 and Lifestyle Newborn session for them. That’s where I met brand new little miss Sadie and this new close knit family of FOUR! I can’t wait to work with this family in the future so I can see them grow some more!

Kira's Milk Bath Maternity Session | Charlotte Maternity Photographer

This gorgeous mama right here has become a great friend and peer since I moved down to Charlotte eighteen months ago. So I was honored when she asked me to capture her pregnancy with a beautiful milk bath session. I’ve done one milk bath session before, but it was with my girls and involved Froot Loops, so I was excited when Kira brought her vision to me. As luck would have it, our visions meshed perfectly—I loved the classic look she was going for and she was excited when I suggested we also spice things up a bit! Kira has since given birth to a beautiful little girl named Adelaide. I can’t wait to get her in a milk bath with her mama next! Congratulations Kira!!

I don't like the photos from my birth | Charlotte Birth Photographer

I wish…I had known about birth photography four years ago when my last child was born.

I wish…someone had warned me that between all the nerves, excitement, pain, exhaustion, and exuberant joy, that the entire experience would become a blur.

I wish…someone had told me that I probably wouldn't remember my daughter's first cry or the first time I held her.

I wish…someone had mentioned that I definitely wouldn't remember the expression on my husband's face when he saw her for the first time.


Oh my sweet hubs. He tried! But I mean, c’mon! I have one image of her while she was in that other room, and this is it.

I can kind of still remember the pain...I'm not even gonna lie! But I don't know how I looked as I powered through each contraction. I don't remember what I did to prepare myself for the next one. Was I standing or laying down? Did I grab onto something or squeeze my husband's hand? Did I internalize the pain or make that primal moan that birthing mothers sometimes make?

I don't remember any of the conversation or funny moments I had with my husband that day. I don't remember the look on his face while I was pushing or when she came out. I have NO idea what I looked like when that 9lb 6oz baby came out after 18 hours of labor (but who's counting) and an hour of pushing. Did we laugh? Did we both cry? No clue. Was I exhausted or elated? Probably both?

This is the one image my husband took of me holding my baby girl. I wish there were more. :(

I don't remember my daughter's first cry. I don't really remember the first time I held her. And afterwards, while I was getting cleaned up, my husband followed the nurses into another room where my daughter was weighed, measured, had foot prints taken, etc. I missed all of it and he wasn't thinking to take pictures.

I don't remember my midwife's name or any of the nurses...or nursing students for that matter (it was a full house in our room that day, that much I remember!).

I don't know who visited us first, what their expressions were like when they walked in and saw her or when they held her for the first time. And...I don't remember the look on my older daughter's face when she saw her baby sister for the first time. This one breaks my heart the most.

I don't have photos that captured any of those moments, and those memories aren't coming back. Every once in a while, I'll tell my daughters what I do remember of their birth stories, and doing that keeps those memories somewhat fresh. But I desperately wish I knew what a birth photographer was back then and had hired her to capture those moments. I would have wanted her there to tell the story of the day my life changed forever. The day I became a mom.

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How do you want to remember your birth story? With blurry, grainy, low resolution images that your spouse took on their phone when he remembered to amid all the chaos of the day? Or with professional, stunning, hand-edited images that you can print in album to have and hold forever? Don’t make the same mistake I did. Hire a birth photographer and invest in your family’s memories.

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