Baby #2 | It's A . . . | Personal

We are SO thrilled to share with you all that Piper is getting a baby SISTER! Bring on all the bows, flower prints, and neutral matching sister outfits! We got to find out yesterday that the little one wiggling around inside me is a girl, and for the afternoon we dwelt on that sweet reality before sharing it with family and friends!

In each step of this journey God graciously and lovingly shows me that He has a beautiful and unique story for me and my family that sometimes looks different than I desire or anticipate. But time after time I come to see the beauty of how He cares so deeply for me, my husband, our kiddos, and everyone we come in contact with. This girl is already so loved, and in ways I won't fully know I love her until well after she is born and a part of our family that feels like she has always been there.

IT'S A GIRL!!!!!!!

Milo 6Month | Milestone | Emily Louise Photography

I have had the privilege of meeting with this dear family when little Milo was still in inside his sweet mama, following them through the newborn stage, and most recently when Milo turned 6 MONTHS OLD!! I still kick myself when I get to go along on the journey of families and people as their lives ebb and flow. Milo was so silly and endearing the entire session, and his mom and dad were a joy to see as they devotedly loved their little man.

I hope to do more Milestone Sessions with many more families as kiddos grow and change so much so fast! Send me a message HERE to set one up! Even if your kiddo is 8! Thats a super fun age with a lot going on! 


Those eyes are something else aren't they? Captivating is only the beginning of describing them! 


Baby #2 | A Journey To Hope


Hi friends! Yes, it's true! We are expecting our second baby in December! We still can't believe it, and its been something I have been hoping for since Piper(our daughter) was only a couple months old. Crazy I know, but I definitely wanted to be a "two under two-mom". But truthfully it has been hard in the waiting for God's timing and plan, but as time goes on I am so grateful for exactly how this journey is unfolding. 

Here's some more honesty for ya: I am struggling to be excited and it's not because I don't want to be pregnant or am intimidated by having another baby. Its because I am scared to hope.

I am scared to jump in all the way and believe that this is really happening.

I am scared to trust God and His goodness and love for me and this baby, no matter the outcome.

I am scared that we won't show up at another midwife appointment to find that our sweet baby isn't there.

You see we have had two losses in our family making journey and both times I was beyond excited, telling everyone and anyone I could to share in the joy of a new miracle, only to show up at our initial midwife appointments to see an empty sac on the ultrasound screen. The first was our very first pregnancy in February 2015 and the second was in January 2018. I felt shame in hoping and trusting that what I thought was happening was not actually happening. I wanted to close myself off to mourning and just get on with the process, but that was really so that I could try to handle it on my own and not trust that in the midst of suffering God truly cared about me and what I so desperately desired.  

So here we are, 17 weeks along and fighting everyday to hope. Hope that this baby is growing healthy and strong, hope that God continues to transform my heart into a trusting and vulnerable one that is there for this baby every moment I get with them. I remind myself with each word I type that I am committed to being this little one's mama 100%, not just if I only get a few more weeks with them or decades to come. I hope that you hear my heart in this post, not a fatalistic or removed one, but a raw, open heart that wants to connect with others who have had a difficult time conceiving. I do not want to hid behind a smile and pretend that I'm super pumped everyday, but instead face my struggles head on with my tribe around me. 


Piper Joy | A Birth Story

Sharing this story is long overdue, ha kind of like the birth story itself, but I'll get to that in a little bit! I have a habit of collecting all my personal memories and then letting them live on my harddrive or computer instead of sharing them with the world like I tell all of my friends and clients to do! Ha ha! Anyways, as I sit here looking back on this culmination of years of waiting for a baby, 9 months of fighting for hope after an early loss with our first pregnancy, and what turned out to be a 38ish hour labor, my perspective is re-aligned and enriched. 

I share this story because I believe birth in all its guts and glory is something to be remembered and celebrated. It is a small dot on the timeline of life, but it carries a weight with it that is empowering and emotionally rich. So without further adue, I give you the story of the birth of Piper Joy and the mama and daddy who fought hard to bring her into the world!



Il make the backstory brief since Its been 2 YEARS since this actually happened! I had been seeing a midwife for my prenatal care, everything had been going smoothly and we had a due date of May 5th. Now a due date is literally just a number, but as I neared mine I found myself making it more of a big deal and having to face the reality that babies really do come when they want to! So our due date came and when a gal in our birth class actually had her baby on my due date and I said to myself angrily "We are NOT switching due dates!!" Little did I know that's exactly what would happen. So 40 weeks came and went, 41 weeks came and went and on the 5th day of that 41s week we had Operation: Kick Baby Out day where we did everything to naturally get labor going. 

It was a Tuesday evening on May 17th when we finished a walk up the back trails of a local park and a friend came over to do acupressure on my ankles that I suspected there were some rhythmic sensations happening. I am an experiential learner so I didn't really get what was going on and decided to relax with a bath and some wine to see what would happen I sent will to bed and ended up laboring for a couple hours, needing to sway back and forth during every contraction. I woke him up and we called our midwife who told us to keep on doing what we were doing a check back in the morning.

Well, we ended up calling our doula around 6 am after we figured out this was the real thing and we needed some support of someone who had actually been involved in a birth before. Thankfully we did because when she arrived she calmly indicated that we better get to the birth center sooner rather than later. So we hopped in the car, and guys I seriously did not think I could ride in a car with the intense contractions, but I sat in the back seat and got on my knees for every contraction through the rush hour traffic in Seattle! 

We made it to the birth center and to my delight I was already at a 6! Woohoo! I got in the tub and labor for a while which felt sooooo good, but after a little while, I showed signs of stalling. We decided to get me out of the tub and try laboring on the bed to see what would happen. I honestly don't know how long this next part lasted, but as time passed I could feel a lot of pain in my pack and in one certain spot particularly that would not go away. I had an incredible team around me who were beyond selfless in rubbing my back and legs and especially my husband who held me and didn't say a word when I kept digging my chin into his shoulder as he braced me through contractions. I literally could not have done this without him. I knew in my mind that I was loosing the mental and physical foundation to jump off and keep laboring.

This image below is when my midwife told me that I had stalled for a good chunk of time and that the best decision we could make would be to transfer to a hospital so I could get an epidural and rest. I was devastated and really did not want to accept it. This was the last thing I wanted, but at the same time, I knew that everything she was saying was true. We tried a few other things as a last-ditch effort until we got the word that Northwest Hospital would take us and then we hobbled our way to the car. 

I talked to God a lot on the way there, honestly and frustratedly telling Him how I really didn't want to do this but I trusted Him in it and asking for the strength to go to a place where I specifically chose not to be in the first place. We made it to Northwest Hospital around 6 p,m on Wednesday May 18th, where we met the kindest and sweetest nurses ever! They told me we needed to wait till they processed me in the system before they could do anything, but before too long in walked the anesthesiologist who graciously offered to do my epidural before they got me in the system! And although I didn't want to have one or be put on anything, I leaned on the people around me to remind me that even though my plan was changing it was all going to be ok. God wasn't leaving me alone to do this on my own, and it brought me to a humble place where I really knew how much I needed Him to get this baby out.

I "rested" through the night, and I definitely should have tried to sleep more, but as first time mommas know, even if you want to its so hard experiencing all this newness and try to not think about getting to the glorious end as fast as you can. Finally at around 7 am (shift change for the nurses) they told me I was ready and could start pushing, I had been told that 4 hours of pushing could be average for a first time mom, so I geared up for that hoping it would be much faster. Well, in true "Piper Labor Fashion" it wen exactly 4 hours, although thankfully it did not feel like 4 hours. We tried multiple positions, I finally got to eat some blessed popsicles, and counted down from 10 during each contraction more times that I can remember during. Our friend Missy was an indispensable part of our support, she never tired of encouraging me and reminding me that I was made for this and I COULD DO IT! This was so important for me because near the end when it seemed like we were stuck again and the midwife was talking about a "next step" without actually saying the word C-Section, Missy unwaveringly held strong to the belief that I could and would do this my way. They brought in an OB to "asses" me and she said that she would be back in 30 minutes. This made me so determined lit the fire in me that I needed and I said to them (in my head of course), "Ha! well then Ill have this baby out in 30 min!" So thats exactly what I did! And at 11:22 a.m. Piper Joy made her debut and life has never been the same since! 

This was the AMAZING student midwife who started the hospital adventure with us the prior evening and stayed an extra 4 hours which would have bene her break to be with me during the pushing! She helped make this a sweet memory for our family! And Will got in on the skin to skin action too! How sweet do him and baby Piper look?

She weighed in at 8lbs 7oz and measured 21 inches long! 

This is our first family picture! And that brings me to my best friend Allison who courageously took on the role of birth photographer and learned how to use my camera! Not to mention that she stayed with us over 24 hours! And the final image is one that I wanted to re-create from my childhood when I was brought home from the hospital!  

Thank you so much for going on this nostalgic adventure with me! Every birth story and baby deserves to be told and celebrated! I hope this inspires you to look back on your own story and share it! There is something special about being invited into this story in a woman's life! And as always Message Me if this moves you to make memories of where you are right now! It doesn't require a milestone event to celebrate you and the ones you love!

Just In Time | Wentworth Maternity | Emily Louise Photography

I have a special place in my heart for first-time parents and the experience they get to journey through together as their entire world changes. There will be a brand new person in their life that neither of them has known before, but soon this stranger who is really no stranger at all will become someone who seems like they have always been there. It's almost hard to believe that this little baby has not always been a part of their world. Jason and Christine are the first time parents in this mini blog post, and when they were just days away (3 to be exact, although we did know it at the time) from welcoming their little girl we made these memories for them to cherish forever! And no joke a couple days after we took these images they got to meet their sweet little girl Olive! 

I don't think I'll ever be able to adequately express how valuable it is to have memories like this. Having these moments in seasons of your life preserved allows you to truly live in the moment wherever you are, and then be able to transition from that time into the next phase of your journey because you have this tangible reminder of where you've been and how its shaped you into where you are now. We can't and shouldn't go back to the past, but these images allow us to hold on to it in a way that edifies our experiences and enrich our present. 

If any of this has tugged at your heart or reminded you that it has been a hot minute since your last memory making session, please shoot me a message! I would be honored to give you some memories of where you are now.