Lately the fragile beauty of life has been front of my mind and heart. I have been struck by this desire to photograph all the beauty and life and love I see all around me. My friends, their babies, my babies, strange babies I see on the street. I want to capture it all. To commemorate all that is lovely and dark and painful and joyful and wonderful about this journey called life. I sound like a sap, I suppose because I am being one. I simply can’t help it. Maybe it’s my upcoming 40th birthday or the realization that our parents are growing older or the true adulting I am seeing in my first born offspring or the loss someone I care about has endured that I have helplessly watched from a distance. It’s likely all of those things and more. Whatever it is, it caused me to reach out again to a friend of mine whose 9 year old daughter has been battling cancer since last summer and was about the complete her final round of chemotherapy. I wasn’t sure she would want to, or would understand my desire to commemorate this challenging time, but she understood exactly what I meant and jumped at the chance to have this moment in time, this most beautifully painful, boring, hopeful, exhausting journey, forever captured in photographs. It feels like an honor, a privileged, to be allowed into this sacred and private place and time. Thank you. We will continue to pray for you, Cate the Great!
Nora, 8 months old. “The first weeks of breastfeeding were challenging and painful. I tried to do everything “right” – keeping track of when Nora nursed and for how long and working diligently on her latch. At her two week doctor’s appointment, I found out that she she was still losing weight and was absolutely heartbroken. I immediately sought help from lactation consultants at the hospital where she was born and even saw a pediatrician who specialized in helping breastfeeding moms. We had to supplement with formula for a bit, but I worked so unbelievably hard to increase my supply. Ultimately, I learned that the best thing I could do was trust Nora – she knew exactly what she was doing and would let me know when she needed and wanted to nurse. I’m still on medication to help maintain my supply and will continue to take it until she turns one (as it it costly), but I wouldn’t change our breastfeeding relationship for the world. Nursing has been one of the most rewarding experiences of my life and has allowed me to have the most amazing bond with my little girl.”
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If you give a child a pile of boards she’ll have 1001 different activities.
If you give a child a swing-set she might have two.
I LOVE what kids do when left to figure things out on their own.
This is what Bug and her friend were doing with the disassembled play structure yesterday. Priceless.