Hello Spring!

My blog post title feels a little odd, as it’s been pouring rain the last few days; however, it was a very beautiful Saturday, and we had a wonderful family trip to Charlie Daniels Park. My son got to play on a train, and I got some quality time with him in the wildflowers. I wish he would have looked up at the camera more, but he was busy enjoying the rocks and grass


So far, spring with a baby has been lovely. I’ve enjoyed experiencing the changing seasons with him as he grows. Soon my baby will be a toddler! Sometimes I still feel like I just got home from the hospital.

My neighbor’s mother said to me the other day, “When you have a baby… the days are long, but the months are short.” Very profound, and very true.

I Love the Nashville Flea Market

Have I mentioned that I love the Nashville Flea Market?

On the fourth weekend of every month, there is an incredible flea market at the Nashville Fairgrounds. It is way better than some little city swap meet. Visiting the market has become a family routine for me and my husband, and we try to go as much as we can. We love the thrill of the hunt, and finding that unexpected treasured item you didn’t even know you always needed…

I planned to work this morning at the hospital, but in an unexpected turn of events I wasn’t needed, so my husband suggested we head to the flea market instead. So far, Black Friday weekend has been my favorite visit to the flea market yet! There were more vendors than usual, and a lot of items were priced to sell for the holidays.

And then I saw it, that shiny little red reincarnation from my childhood…
There was a beautiful little red tricycle, just like the one I used to ride, sitting on its lonesome next to piles of old wicker furniture and rusty antiques.

Kids flocked to the tricycle, one after another. One girl sat on it and then clapped her hands gleefully. A sweet little boy tried to take the trike for a spin, and his mother pulled him away. I could hear the poor little guy whimpering all the way to the other side of the market.

“We can’t afford it,” my husband said. He was thinking what I was thinking. The trike was retro, it was adorable, and kids flocked to it like it was made of candy. It had to be more than we wanted to spend.

“Shouldn’t we at least see how much it is?” I asked, “What if it’s something crazy, like twenty bucks?”

He reluctantly hunted down the trike’s owner, and the lady said it was $25, but for us she would let it go for $20. My husband and I looked at each other, and we knew we had to take the little bike home.

I looked down at my baby in his stroller, picturing him riding the tricycle some day in the not-so-distant future.

So yes, I love the Nashville Flea Market. Today I scored a beautiful little tricycle straight out of my own childhood for twenty bucks, and I can’t wait to use it as a photography prop. I’m already planning ahead to do my first official mini sessions in the spring, and the tricycle will be my shining little star.

Impromptu Photo Shoot with Father & Son

It was one of those things that just sort of happened. My husband decided to match clothes with our son yesterday morning, and by the evening it became a spur-of-the-moment photo shoot.

We’ve had a big empty room sitting unused in the front of our new house — having a baby means buying new furniture is an unnecessary expense and low priority. My sights have been set on other things, such as gradually accumulating the parts for an in-home photo studio. After our son was born, I became employed as a newborn photographer at the hospital, and my passion for photography has been climbing. It is my dream now to have my own family photography business.

So when my flash speedlight arrived at my door yesterday, I got my lights and umbrellas all set up in that unused empty room — a.k.a. — my new home studio. When hubby got home from work, he and the baby were still in their matchy-matchy getup. I was messing around with my camera, taking pictures of them on the couch, and the lighting was terrible.

“Step into my studio,” I told my husband, and that’s when a casual evening turned into a fifteen-minute casual family photo shoot. The dog even stepped into the room, curious about what we were doing, and inserted herself into a couple of photos. The whole thing was spontaneous and fun, and the controlled lighting was so great that the photos maybe required 5-10 minutes of simple edits. I think I may have finally found my calling.

Fun at the Farm

Autumn is my favorite!

The best thing about autumn this year is that it’s Baby’s first autumn… so all of those fun seasonal things that make the fall so great — crisp air, falling leaves, pumpkin spice flavored everything, cozy comfy clothes, hay rides, treats, and everything else I love — I get to experience with the baby for the first time.

He’s still a little young to make memories, but I imagine these fun experiences are shaping his personality. Exploration is good for little ones so that they can start learning about the big wide world out there.

This weekend we visited a place in Middle Tennessee called Walden Farm, and we had so much fun! It is a wonderful place for families and I can’t wait to go back next year and make it an autumn tradition.


10 Week Old Photo Shoot

Being a new mom has been the most difficult, yet most rewarding thing I’ve ever endured. For the first two months after my son was born, I struggled with severe sleep deprivation, a healing body, newborn jaundice, breastfeeding, a family emergency, homesickness, and feeling like I was doing everything utterly wrong. I underestimated just how hard being a new parent was, and I don’t think anything could have prepared me —¬†I just had to experience it to understand it. There were days I broke down and cried because I was so overwhelmed and felt I would never be myself again.

After two months, I started to notice a shift. I was still exhausted, but I had adapted to the sleep schedule. Everything regarding the baby began to feel like second nature…

…and I finally had the mental energy to do a photo shoot with my son! I really wish I had thought of it when he was a newborn, but my brain had been barely functioning. The only thing I could focus on for a while was taking care of the baby.

Better late than never!

10 Week Old Photo Shoot Featuring Rye Rye:

The advantage to a 10 week old over a newborn?
He’s so alert and expressive now, it is so much fun!

(Behind the scenes):