Kindergarten homework through Mom's eyes

Homework – just another thing to do

My son is in kindergarten this year. It’s my first time doing homework from a parent’s perspective. It’s not a lot of work. It’s not hard to do. Carter loves doing it. Yet I find myself getting stressed every week at the last minute because we didn’t get it done. Mind you, I was a high achiever in school and I HATED procrastinating. There is so much to manage as a mother. It’s hard for me to juggle it all and I kept seeing homework as one more thing I had to keep track of. Last night, that changed.

From a task to time together

Last week my son came home full of excitement. He was chosen as the class VIP for the week! He had a bag full of construction paper, glue, markers and instructions to create a collection of his favorite things to be displayed on a board in the classroom. We kept talking about getting it done, but it wasn’t until the morning it was due that we tried to throw things together. The printer wasn’t working and we ran out of time. I felt like I had failed him, deflating his excitement over something that was important to him and I didn’t prioritize it. After that moment, I made a commitment to make this fun for him. It would be a day late but we would have fun creating it. Last night we went though our pictures to find his favorite things, went to CVS to print them, cut, glued, and wrote out captions.

Not just another late assignment

When I saw this completed project it hit me. I am always encouraging clients to share their stories. This is Carter’s! These are the things that mean the most to him – friends, family, dinosaurs, watching his brother and sister come into this world. I find just as much joy in flipping through this simple homework assignment than big, beautiful albums. I can’t promise I will always do homework on time from here on out, but I can take a moment to look through this kindergartener’s eyes and see that the simple joys are in the love that surrounds us every day.

Carter’s Story


To the mom hiding from the camera - I see you

Mary Ann’s Story

There is something magical in watching children explore. Sure, we can go outside and see the same ladybugs, bees, and flowers as our kids but our eyes do not see the same things they do. They see so much wonder in the beauty of life that we all too often find commonplace. I have always admired how these girls love to find the details in nature that my eyes graze over. Skinned knees, wet dresses, and chipped finger nail polish perfectly portray their free spirits. And behind all of the moments that these girls have me captivated by the carefree exploration that should be part of every childhood, I see a mom in the background who is doing it right.

Yes, I see you. Mom of two gorgeous little humans. The one laden with bags and jackets. You are there in every adventure. You change clothes and clean up messes. You are always there and yet your children take the stage. Even though you constantly feel guilty about not spending enough time out in the dirt with them, and you are uncomfortable getting in front of the camera, your girls will forever and always know you were there. YOU are a part of your children. You are Mom and you are loved.

“You are the best part of me. The side I hope everyone sees. The air that I breath, my missing piece, wasn’t complete before you ’cause you are the best part of me.”

Lyrics from “Best Part of Me” by Landon Austin


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An angel baby doesn't replace the child I lost

Laura’s Story

When I lost Anastasia, my world went dark. It was as if my entire life’s purpose was stolen from me without warning. I didn’t think I would ever or could ever be happy again. Then, just over a year later, I got pregnant with Blake. It felt like everyone thought that Blake would “cure” my sadness and in so many ways, he does. He brought joy back to my life, purpose back to my days and a smile back to my face. But he did not replace Anastasia. My heart still aches for her and my arms long to hold her. I want to shout to the world, “I am the Mother of TWO precious, perfect and beautiful children!”

Ambigram commissioned by John Langdon

Capturing eternal light

The pictures Melody took for us show just that, my TWO babies. One in my arms and one forever in my heart. They show not just the physical representation of Anastasia in her blanket, her bear, her photo. They show her light. I am eternally grateful for these beautiful photographs that capture the love that I will always have for BOTH of my children, even where the world sees only one. These are the perfect reminder that Anastasia existed and that my life and the life of her baby brother will forever be changed by her tiny footprint on Earth.

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The beautiful angel who gave me a gift in his final hours

Reid’s Story

About a year ago, a photographer friend reached out to me about a bereavement session. She knew that I volunteered for Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep and donated a few bereavement sessions on my own. Without having done a session before for a family facing loss, she wasn’t sure that she could handle it. Honestly, I wasn’t sure if I could either but I got in my car and headed to Boston Children’s Hospital as quickly as I could. A mother wanted pictures done of her two year old son before his life support was removed. None of the sessions in my past could have prepared me for the intensity of emotion that day.

The hardest session I’ve ever experienced

When I got to the cardiac ICU, I met with the mother. A week before her child was vibrant and smiling. Very suddenly his donated heart was being rejected. She asked that I take pictures of the entire experience. From the goodbyes of every family member, to the removal of his tubes, I never left their sides. Even after his parents gave him one last kiss, I was the last one in the room besides the nurses. As tears streamed down my face, the only way to hold my composure was through the lens of my camera. Through my photography I had purpose. In the moment I felt all of their pain.

The gift of an angel

This beautiful boy gave me one of the greatest gifts I ever could have imagined. He gave me a purpose. I knew I loved photography but until meeting this family I had no idea how I could use it in a way that could speak to the soul. The only way I could process the experience I witnessed that day was through the story created through pictures – one of love, support, beauty and of course immeasurable heartache. I learned that hands and touch are just as important to capture as smiles. I’ve come to realize that I was meant to tell families’ stories in both the beauty and the pain. THIS was the beginning of Imperfect Joy. So I want to say thank you to this angel and to his supportive family for inviting me in to share that sacred space.

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Be advised that the content of this gallery is very emotional and shows this family’s story of loss and love.

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The first Family Stories film

Song credit: “Stars In June” by Emorie

I got a call from a father who wanted to gift a session to his wife for her birthday…the next day. She had been wanting family pictures since the birth of their first daughter. A couple months quickly slipped away without finding the time for it. He wanted to surprise her with family pictures. I was excited to help give this mom a gift that I knew she would cherish forever, but I was a little nervous to take the session. My daughter was only 6 weeks old and I had to travel 2 hours to get their house, which meant that she had to come with me. I had barely been out of the house at that point while focusing on adjusting to a caring for our now family of five. Family Stories was still a brand new concept that I had only practiced with my family and one friend so I wasn’t even sure how this would go in a client’s home.  I stepped out of my comfort zone with the decision to make it happen even with all the barriers that I saw standing in my way and I am forever thankful that I did.

Because this was a surprise and so last minute, we had to condense the Family Stories process into a single day. First we sat down for the scriptwriting. I asked them a handful of questions to find out what they want to remember about their home, their daughter, and their relationship together. Their warmth, sincerity, and openness brought me so much comfort. Their sister was visiting from across the country. When she wasn’t in the frame, she was holding my daughter for me. Without her, I would have been babywearing, which makes it pretty difficult to move around while filming.

I’m forever grateful that this family welcomed me into their home. This was the first time that I was able to bring to life my concept of putting storytelling first and foremost in the creative process. When I showed them the film for the first time at their Reveal, their tears told me that this is what I was meant to do. Through Family Stories I am able to help people preserve memories in a way that our brains alone cannot process. This stage of caring for a newborn became tangible, visceral, and readily available to relive no matter what is going on in life or how much time passes.

Their love for this beautiful girl is so massive that it can feel nearly impossible to put into words. For these moments, the wise words of Dr. Suess are the perfect fit for the love that this mom and dad pour into this beautiful soul just starting out in life. “Will you succeed? Yes! You will, indeed! (98 and 3/4 percent guaranteed.)”

From the day they were created, we wonder who our children will become

Even when she is still a tiny little bundle of poop, puke, and pee parents will look into her tiny eyes and imagine what big things this itty bitty human will do in this world. They have hopes and dreams for her future. Their love for this beautiful creature is so massive that it can feel nearly impossible to put into words. For these moments, the wise words of Dr. Suess are the perfect fit for the love that this mom and dad pour into this beautiful soul just starting out in life. “Will you succeed? Yes! You will, indeed! (98 and 3/4 percent guaranteed.)”

Incorporating your favorite books into a family film

Reading to your children is an important part of everyday life while their brains and perceptions of the world around them are forming. As part of a keepsake for your family, consider incorporating reading in your film. As the years pass by, it serves as a reminder that, no matter the challenges, we wish for a world of wonder and hope for our children.


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Something beautiful happens when you have another child

When we welcomed our first child into the world, I was met with a torrent of emotions. Excitement, exhaustion, joy, frustration, pride, guilt. As my baby grew, the rollercoaster ride of motherhood continued, but through it all the love I had for him was immeasurable. While expecting my second I had a deep fear that I think many second-time moms share.

When we welcomed our first child into the world, I was met with a torrent of emotions. Excitement, exhaustion, joy, frustration, pride, guilt. As my baby grew, the rollercoaster ride of motherhood continued, but through it all the love I had for him was immeasurable. While expecting my second I had a deep fear that I think many second-time moms share.

How can I possibly love another child as much as I love my firstborn?

After all, my heart can’t get any bigger. Am I going to have to share my love in the same way that my kids will have to share my two hands? I can only do so many things at once and I certainly can’t grow any more hands. Just the same, I can’t possibly fit any more love into my heart, right? Wrong!

Photo credit New Life Blessings

How can I possibly love another child as much as I love my firstborn?

After all, my heart can’t get any bigger. Am I going to have to share my love in the same way that my kids will have to share my two hands? I can only do so many things at once and I certainly can’t grow any more hands. Just the same, I can’t possibly fit any more love into my heart, right? Wrong!

Photo credit New Life Blessings

Something beautiful happens when you have another child.
Love doesn’t get divided amongst your children – it expands in a way you never thought imaginable.

In all honesty, for me it didn’t happen in that magical moment when my child came into this world. I didn’t cry tears of immeasurable joy when my kids were born because childbirth is crazy hard! It took me a while. Through the hours, days, months and years my love for them grew as I got to know their unique personalities. I am in awe of this experience that I am privileged to be part of.

Something beautiful happens when you have another child.
Love doesn’t get divided amongst your children – it expands in a way you never thought imaginable.

In all honesty, for me it didn’t happen in that magical moment when my child came into this world. I didn’t cry tears of immeasurable joy when my kids were born because childbirth is crazy hard! It took me a while. Through the hours, days, months and years my love for them grew as I got to know their unique personalities. I am in awe of this experience that I am privileged to be part of.