Baby girl, every inch of you is perfect from the bottom to the top. Sometimes in my mind, I imagine God creating you. I imagine the love that blew out of His heart in every single step. That when He stepped down to breathe life into your lungs, He did it with a lump in His throat because of how much He was in...

You are wanted. In every pore of your skin, every hair on your head, every movement of your body, you are wanted. In every turn of your heart, every grin on your face, every tear that hits your cheek, you are wanted. In the waiting, in the arrival, in the long nights, in the new discoveries, you are wanted. You are...

Home means something different to each one of us. Maybe it brings up memories of fits of laughter and freshly baked cookies and movie nights. Maybe it is this feeling that you get it the centre of your soul where you can let go and be yourself. Maybe it is the space and the people that have shown up on your...

Sometimes I imagine that when a baby arrives it is like a collision of heaven and earth. Almost as if a dream's been made real; wrapped in human flesh with a living heartbeat inside its cages. I even like to imagine that with every child comes a message. A message that we must hear, something we need to...

If we sat down to scroll through our phones or our cameras and the images that sit on those devices or we wandered our way through old photo albums and frames, we’d find a story. We would find a story of what matters to us and what we value, who we care about and who we are. We would find, caught in...

You are necessary. You are one hundred percent needed and wanted in the world. Sometimes there will be things that will convince you otherwise, but we need that authentic expression of who you are; when you are one hundred percent yourself in exactly the way that you were made. We need your laughter...

Your joy is indescribable. The way that your lips curve just so and how your giggle fills your face. Your joy is unbelievable. I have watched you bring joy to a room. In everywhere you go and every place you occupy, you bring laughter and you bring hope. Little one, you’ve started melting hearts and they...

This is my letter to the woman who is afraid that she’ll never measure up and that all she’ll ever make are mistakes. This is my letter to the mamas who are nervous every time they hold, feed, and soothe their babies. Concerned that there is something that their baby is missing. This is my letter to the ones...

Candid photography is raw. It is uncut moments in time. It is a person getting on the bus. It is a split second where someone is doing something in their natural environment and not posing for a camera. It is not perfect photographs featuring perfect posing and lighting...

Sometimes life doesn’t look like how we imagined it would look. Sometimes things take longer than we originally hoped. We dream of motherhood from such a young age, practicing with our dolls and siblings. And in some cases, those prayers are answered differently than we expected...

There is something about watching a baby sleep that reminds me of purpose. There are so many of us who live our lives seeing purpose as busyness, activity and doing-doing-doing. But for babies, they have so much purpose in their sleeping and in their resting...

I will never forget the feeling when I found out we were pregnant with you. It was as if my heart seemed to almost be lodged in my throat and anticipation started like a fire in my bones. This entire time, I have wanted you. Yes, I was worried that I wouldn't be a good mom, but there has never been a moment...