Life In Tandem Photography

// Sacred moments 🤍

// the past few weeks have held about a million and one moments that I treasure in my heart. I hardly have the words for them, as much as I have tried to come to this space and describe them. Which is why I will treasure for a lifetime all that captured of our family in these photos when Parker was exactly a week old. All the love and sweetness, the adoration and kindness that I have seen poured out between my kids, from my best friend and partner to me, from my babies to their mother, from my mother to her daughter, from my sister to her sister + niblings, from my dear friend to her friend, from our community to us. The kindness and love knows no end and I feel incredibly spoiled and grateful. And while I want to share every single photo from this time, this photo about sums it up with its tenderness + bond + connection that doesn’t require blood, but holds close for always. ✨

// With a heart full of complete joy, I introduce to you my son, Parker Josiah. He came in the middle of the night on August 11, we locked eyes, and it’s been endless cuddles and love since. We are completely addicted to him and so honored to be his parents. He is such a good, good thing. ☀️

// Preparing for labor and post-partum has made me think so much of the beginning of Jane’s life, the parts I don’t know and the parts I got to be there for. I have mourned that I couldn’t carry Jane in my womb, have provided the nutrients and care in-utero that would have helped her thrive when she came out. I have been struck heartsick, wondering how she was received and who was even there when she first entered the world. Was she even held in her first week of life? I have been grateful for the ginormous risk we took in loving her completely from the moment we met her. I remember receiving the one week old, 5 lb bundle into my arms, only hours after even hearing of her existence, and immediately having unconditional love and acceptance for her. I didn’t know if I would get her for a week or a year, but I held her as much as possible, woke up with her all through the night, and told her “I love you” as much as I possibly could because I had no idea if she would have people in her future to speak love over her. My heart would have permanently broken if she had been taken from us, but her need for a mom was far more important to me than the risk of my heart. Now, 9 months after adopting her and a few weeks before she becomes a big sister, I still look at her constantly and feel incredibly overwhelmed by the honor of calling her my daughter. ✨

// Still kind of surprised that summer wedding season is over and that I won’t be picking up the camera again until October. Tho I’m definitely not mad about swapping my Saturday load from camera bags to soft baby cuddles for a season. This wedding was a sweet one to end the season on and I am eternally grateful for my right hand man who carried all the bags, did a lot of the standing, and kept me hydrated as I multitasked on growing a human and capturing our couple’s wedding days in my third trimester.