That's me over there, holding my fourth child (and first girl) who was born in my living room, surrounded by my boys and an all-women support team while my husband was deployed. This moment is one that I live for. It is one that is engraved into my soul. It’s entirely sacred and my births have shaped how and why I look through my lens.
In 2018, my husband and I moved our family to Alabama for my husband's schooling. We were submersed into a world that was SO very foreign but ended up being one of my most favorite places on earth. I learned what it was like to rely solely on ourselves and our community. We explored and found new hobbies (running for me…which I really thought I despised). I pushed myself beyond my comfort zone and discovered the most beautiful version of who I am in the meantime. We returned to Utah in 2019 and since then I’ve settled into my most favorite role as a mother and birth worker (again).
Between my role as CEO/photographer/creative director/social media manager of this lovely business and raising my 4 sweet littles, the only hobby I ever pursue lately is tending to plant babies or collecting chicken eggs (and the occasional Netflix binge). Some days, my diet consists only of cold brews and cinnamon bread, eaten during stolen moments when the kids aren't paying attention.
I'm an enneagram 2 (The Helper) and social situations often make me feel anxious. I prioritize function over fashion. My closet is full of the same shirts in the same neutral colors. I'm a sucker for a good fitting pair of mom jeans (my fav: American Eagle) and I wouldn't be caught dead in a pair of heels.
I believe that children are the greatest teachers we have. My own have made me more mindful, more introspective, and more humble, and I owe them a debt of gratitude for making me a better human being.
Working with birthing people is a perfect opportunity for me to do just that.