Mother's Day is May 13th!! Don't screw it up THIS YEAR!!

I'm a mom, and I have two of them, and let me tell you, moms love to look at beautiful pictures of themselves and their babies, even when they aren't babies anymore. It's 2018! We give mom what she wants! And we show her how beautiful her love is and what it means to us that she keeps showing up to love us.

For all the late nights, middle of the nights and early mornings.
For all the kissed booboos and broken hearts.
For the times she stood up for you even when you weren't totally right.
For the times she just sat there quietly when she needed you.

But mostly for the everyday, very mundane, repetitive mommy motions that she performs with beauty and grace even if her hair is in a bun and she hasn't gotten out of yoga pants in 4 days. Mother hood is a journey built on ideals and hopes and dreams and then comes crashing in as the hardest job she will ever show up for. 

But I am gonna help her see how beautiful all of this is. Then on nights when her deadlines are looming, her email is stacked, the baby is crying and the laundry is looking more and more like it's begging for a raging dumpster fire, she will be able to look at these images and feel SERENE ABOUT HER LIFE CHOICES.

$99 MAMA MINIS

She gets 30 minutes at Studio Be and access to the glorious studio wardrobe.
Sitting with her loved ones in whatever combination she chooses.
Choice of 3 images from gallery to download, share and print.
1 beautiful 8X10
(In time for Mother's Day if session scheduled, shot and selected by April 30, 2018.)



Let's face it. Motherhood is hard. Every day should be mother's day but actually days, weeks, HOW LONG GOES BY that we don't even thank her for what she is doing for us, and what she isn't doing for herself because she doesn't have time for it?

I am not saying that this special is going to CHANGE HER LIFE, so you might want to take her to brunch, too.

This baby is having brunch on her mom's FACE. 
Take her to brunch without the baby.

Oh, and here is one more thing. 

I know there is a mama out there who really needs this.
So comment here, or go to this post on my facebook page and nominate a mama that could really use this, and my kids will pick a winner on April 25th.

Your mama loves you. More than I do.

Get her this special because if I tell her about it and you missed out then she might stop making you eggs in the morning.

YOU CAN PURCHASE IT RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW.

Studio Be - Daytona Beach Maternity Photography

Hurricane Irma blew the roof off of our building on Beach Street in Daytona but we had a new one on within a week. It was a dirty wet mess that required a bunch of clean up and in the end we had to refurnish and rearrange the entire space.

I couldn't be happier with the results. It's a bright wonderful space full of light and lovely spots.

My lovely friend came to visit and dress up and lounge around with me and I have been super excited to share these images I snapped of her that day.

The studio is available for sessions, and I can't wait to get you in there. 
Contact me today and get on my schedule before the end of the year!

On Fertility Goddesses and Maternity Portraits - Florida Maternity Photographer

"Sometimes you will never know the value of a moment
until it becomes a memory."
-Theodore Seuss Geisel

Pregnancy is like that. Feeling kicks for the first time. Laying awake and dreaming up this little person, their future, how they will feel in your arms, how they will feel in your heart.

It seems like a long time to wait.

Until it is over.

It becomes a memory. One that is hard to hold tight to, as these memories give way to more memories of little coos. 
little footsteps. 
little milestones.
little sleep.
long days. 
short years.

TIME.

shadows and dreams and memories of bellyhood

I know a lot of times it is hard to feel pretty and pregnant at the same time. I have been there. But I also see the value in art history and a culture rich with fertility goddesses. This round, burgeoning human cosmos orchestrated by the deep, inner calling of motherhood, artfully created, exquisitely crafted - I resonate to the sound of the fertility figure.

It's always been my favorite.

I remember the waiting and anticipation, the feeling that every moment had weight to it.

I remember wanting to remember.

And I am not really sure I remember anymore. I am so happy to have the pictures my husband took of me, and the ones I timed on the tripod and ran into. But if I could go back and make other choices, I would wish to have images like these.

That's what I am thinking when I shoot these scenes.
I am trying to remember.

I try to find the shapes and shadows that give little glimpses into the best parts.

whispers of hopes and the ether of anticipating the unknown.
this is the quiet business of growing babies.

I love layers and textures in fabrics and human-ness and I am happy to share any of the wonderful trappings of the studio closet for you to play with and choose from because I want to make you feel amazing and beautiful and still very REAL.

And I will love it if you bring loved ones who are also anticipating their new roles and dynamics as all the little pieces of your life puzzle discover another part of your big picture.

I want to help you remember exactly as it was before it all became a new beautiful journey.

I will bend and angle you and we will find your perfect inner fertility goddess.
We will pull her out of the clay and make her real.

Because these won't be snapshots or images your mom took.
These will be the art of you making art with your body.

And when your baby is old enough to see this, they will be in awe of the Queen you were that day, when you were still constructing all of their beautiful details and dreaming of their little lashes and curls and coos and accomplishments.

They will be able to see everything you poured into creating their place in this world.
They will see you.

THE REAL YOU.

The you they deserve to discover.

Pregnancy is a milestone you don't want to miss out on documenting. And neither do I.
Let me tell your love story.
Nobody loves it like I do.