Motherhood

9E7518DD-DA4E-45EB-B35F-D66BE35EE21AThis is motherhood.

It’s your hair pulled back in a bun because of tiny death grip hands.

It’s spit up on a fresh shirt, changing into a new shirt only to be spit up on again.

It’s no makeup – because ain’t nobody got time for that.

It’s crying at everything because your hormones are all out of wack.

It’s doubting yourself and asking the questions “am I doing this right? Am I doing enough?”

This is motherhood.

It’s messy, challenging and the hardest job you’ll ever do.

But it’s also pure, unfiltered joy.

It’s coos and smiles coming from this sweet little babe who just loves the sound of your voice.

It’s warm snuggles and cuddles on your chest.

It’s watching them learn the world around them in awe and wonder.

It’s showing them love and happiness even when the world is crumbling around us.

This is motherhood.

A Season of Gratefulness

Grateful doesn’t even begin to cover it. For two years now, I’ve longed to become a mother. It was a silent struggle that I was pretty reserved about.

I know I am not alone in it. So many women struggle with infertility, and though my wait was not as long as others – who may still be fighting it now – it was such a dark time for me. I could see it affecting everything around me, yet I couldn’t pull myself out of it.

But, after seeking out a fertility clinic and not really receiving many answers other than I had a “polycystic presence” aka PCOS – I decided to move on for the time being. Maybe it wasn’t meant to be right now, I thought. Little did I know that about a month later, I would naturally get pregnant.

I didn’t feel different, really. It wasn’t uncommon for me to miss periods, so in a sense, I think I was in denial. I started to realize I was gagging at smells a lot, and that’s when I thought I should take a test.

I went to the store, came back home and took a pregnancy test. I waited and waited until I saw the word “pregnant” pop up on the digital screen. I was in shock and didn’t know what to say when my husband walked through the front door. He saw my face, and I couldn’t speak. I just showed him the test, we hugged and happy tears came running down my face.

I can’t deny there was also a mix of fear, too. Making that first doctor’s appointment was absolutely nerve-wrecking. I remember feeling so anxious that morning, but as I was getting ready, my Bible app alerted me to the verse of the day.

Surely God is my salvation;
    I will trust and not be afraid.
The Lord, the Lord himself, is my strength and my defense;
    he has become my salvation.” Isaiah 12:2

I took a deep breath and honestly felt God in that moment, letting me know to not be afraid. Fast forward to now – almost 30 weeks along with a healthy baby girl on the way.

As we celebrate Thanksgiving today – I am feeling extra grateful that God saw it fit for me to become a mother. Our hearts are so full, and we can’t wait to welcome our girl into the world in February.

Self Love

Self confidence.

Why is this a daily struggle for me? For as long as I can remember, I have lacked it. I cannot pinpoint a certain circumstance that damaged it.

It could have been not fitting in at school, dealing with constant acne from an early age, always being the fat kid out of the friend group or maybe a combination of everything – I’m not sure.

Nowadays, I find myself being over critical of myself – whether it’s my appearance in photographs or comparing myself to others who seem to have it all.

Not long ago, I was driving in the car and listening to the radio when the song “You Say” by Lauren Daigle came on. Unprovoked, I burst into tears. I realized that I needed to believe those words – that I am enough, I am strong, I am loved.

Why are we so hard on ourselves? Women in particular? I know other women who struggle with their self image as well, and it seems like it’s so hard for us to accept that we are beautiful the way we are. We are created to be who we are. We are perfect the way that we are.

That doesn’t mean we can’t desire to change ourselves, though. I still want to lose weight for me. The difference is that I need to love myself no matter what phase of life I’m in. I should love myself now even though I am working towards a better me.

For some reason, that is such a challenge for me. I don’t want to love this version of me.

But I think if we take the time to compliment each other, find what we do love about ourselves in this very moment and uplift one another, maybe we could change that perspective.

Let’s focus on loving ourselves just the way we are right this second. Practice makes perfect, right?

 

Hiding behind the smile

“Be kind – for everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about.”

I don’t know about you, but I’ve heard that quote a million times. And no matter how many times I hear it, I am always reminded that we all face hardships in some form or fashion, and we all deal with our hardships differently.

For me, I am a deeply emotional person. One of my downfalls, though, is bottling up emotion. I desire to be strong – I really do, but sometimes the weight of life comes crashing down on my shoulders and I can’t seem to catch my breath.

I’ve gone back and forth on whether or not I want to share my heart, to be vulnerable with you all, but I feel like someone might need to hear these words.

So here it goes.

The past few months have been a challenge. Depression has hit me so hard that it has made getting out of bed a struggle. I’ve not been very present. I’ve put a fake smile on and pretended that everything was okay.

But you know what? It’s okay to not be okay. It’s completely normal. We have a choice, though. Stay there and let it drain the life out of you or choose to get back up and keep fighting. I choose the latter.

Listen, it’s not easy. Some days have been better than others. It’s a constant battle that I face. I’m holding onto the fact that it will get better. And if you’re going through the same struggle, just know you are not alone. It will get better.

Social media certainly masks the truth. We put our best selves out there for the world to see because being honest is tough. Being transparent is tough.

One thing that really beats me down is my self confidence. I was always the chunky kid. I have always struggled with my weight. It is one thing that makes me feel really defeated.

Recent photographs among other things have been a wake-up call. I’m tired of not liking that person in the mirror and most of all, I’m tired of feeling tired.

I’ve committed to changing. My motivation is in full swing, and I plan to stay there. I’ve found a workout that not only burns a ton of calories, but is also fun. That’s the thing. I’ve never been a runner or a traditional gym person. It’s easy to remain stagnant when I don’t enjoy the exercise.

Little by little, I’m finding my joy again. Working hard and pressing through the soreness to reach my goals. I’m pushing myself like I never have before. I feel hopeful that I am making some positive changes.

To the person who is beaten down by life, I see you. I feel you. I’m here for you. It’s important to let someone know you’re hurting.

Just remember – you’ve got this. Now go find your joy.

How I Asked My Ladies

After my fiancé “popped the question,” it was my turn to ask the ladies in my life to stand by my side on our wedding day. I knew I didn’t want to just ask, I wanted to do it in a special way. So naturally, I turned to Pinterest. The idea I kept coming back to was a special box filled with goodies and the question, “Will you be my bridesmaid?”. I just went with it. I found just what I wanted at a Michael’s store and got to work staining wood boxes, filling them with Spanish moss and coordinating our wedding colors to create a keepsake box for my girls. I am so thrilled with how they turned out, what do you think? 🙂

Baking with Love

Cookies, brownies, cakes, cupcakes, pies, you name it. I bake it.

For those that know me well, you know I love to bake. I have always enjoyed finding different recipes to try and baking till my heart’s content.

I must admit I haven’t baked as much as I used to. I’m getting back to my senses and baking more. To me, baking is a release. There’s nothing I love more than an empty kitchen to myself, the smell of vanilla on my fingers, the music streaming from my laptop, and the relaxing feeling it gives me to be alone in my element.

I come from a family of good cooks. Very, very good cooks. My grandmother, my mother, and my aunt are/were amazing cooks. Heck, even my father is a great cook. So I’ve been very lucky to learn from the best.

Cooking, though, is very different from baking I’ve come to realize. Really, you’re either good at cooking or good at baking, generally not both. While I like to think I can cook pretty good, I’m more confident when it comes to baking. To me, baking is art, and I’ve always really valued my artistic side.

For my boyfriend’s birthday a couple of weeks ago, I decided to surprise him with a delicious treat. I made these red velvet cupcakes with Oreo buttercream icing topped with an Oreo. Boy were they good.

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Being  a photographer, I just had to capture the goodness of these cupcakes. Don’t they look divine?

Then, for Valentine’s day I made the best chocolate chip cookies I’ve ever made topped with vanilla icing and festive sprinkles. I had made the cookies before, but never had I thought to top it with icing. Your own personal cookie cake. Yum!cookies

That has been the extent of my baking adventures this month. Stay tuned for more treats! Thanks for reading 🙂

The Bickel Family

This sweet family on the blog today are my sister’s neighbors. During a short weekend visit a few weeks ago, I took pictures both for my sister and her family and her neighbors. I loved Holly’s idea for displaying the kids’ ages on chalkboard frames. This big brother was the sweetest I had ever seen. He kept giving his little sister kisses without us even saying so :). I could really feel the sibling love, which made it all the more easier to photograph! Without further ado, the Bickel family.

The Mason Family

Welcome to the second edition of my photo blog! If you didn’t already know, I have decided to post my sneak peeks on my blog now. My blog has been neglected for quite some time, and for that, I apologize. What better way than to use it for my photography? 🙂 What I really enjoy about these photo blogs is that I have the chance to write a little excerpt (like this). It was such an honor to photograph this sweet family. Aren’t these kids just the cutest? I mean seriously. The cuteness factor is overwhelming. 😉 As much as I would like to share every photo from this session, I only chose a few of my favorites. After all, I must not spoil the best ones for Christmas cards! Enjoy 🙂

 

The Kessie Family

Welcome! Thank you for stopping by for my first ever photo blog. I have a great family to share today, a family I’ve known for a few years now. I met Becca about four years ago through church and ever since then, we have kept in touch. I remember when she met her husband Josiah and then almost two years ago, welcomed their first baby. Of course I was thrilled to take their family pictures! They are now expecting baby Kessie number two, and I can’t wait to met him/her next year :). We had a lot of fun with this session even though little man was quite busy, and we did a lot of running. Hey, nothing wrong with some exercise ;). All in all though, I was ooing and ahhing over these because it was really hard to pick a favorite! I hope you enjoy!

Life is grand

I must say it has been awhile since my fingers hit the keyboard to deliver a new blog post. Either my words have been lacking or I didn’t want to bore anyone with my mundane routine.

Anyway, if you haven’t noticed, my website has been revamped. I just needed to change it up. After all, it is a new year. I hope you’re digging the new layout 😉

With a new year, I vow to make it a good one. I am excited about new opportunities to come. I must say I am so pleased with 2013 so far. Words cannot express how happy I am.

A big change for me this year is that I have a new job after six and a half years. God has blessed me, and I couldn’t be more thankful. I am so ready to see what the rest of the year will bring.