This is one of my biggest struggles of motherhood- the bittersweet nature of time. The holding of precious memories, balanced with the constant process of letting go.
I remember the advice of the well meaning elderly lady as I juggled a squirming babe in the supermarket queue: ‘make the most of it. It goes so fast.’ Read More
I’ve been invited into the most intimate spaces in their family lives and have witnessed the myriad of beautiful ways that they show up wholeheartedly for their partners and their children, and always with so much love. This is a celebration of those men. Read More
We followed our hearts to the sea that day and let the wind carry us along and wake us up in the way that only windy beach can. The waves when they broke were the colour of thousand year tumbled sea glass and the light made the world look like a painting. Read More
Out there in the woods amongst the trees
it began; the deep familiar stirring
sharp, tugging, tightening, tense
it would be a while Read More
If there was a recipe for a beautiful birth than this could be it: Undisturbed, at home, full of love and a sprinkle of Devon sunshine.
Sounds pretty prefect? Well, it most definitely was… Read More
When the rhythm of your days is dictated by the needs of small and entirely dependant being and your tired and changing body isn’t your own anymore. Read More
Isn't that what this chapter is all about? It’s relentless and non stop and magical. It’s resting into each others arms for those brief and precious moments while your babe is content and absorbed then jumping to your feet the next minute to avert her from falling, or tripping or eating all the stones. This season is cold cups of tea and half finished conversations. It’s watching in awe and wander as they find their feet and find their way in the world whilst being right there for them when they need you again, returning to your arms and your skin, your kisses and your heartbeat. It’s constantly adjusting and finding the balance between space and safety, between boundaries and connection. It’s going on big adventures then coming right back for milk and cuddles. Read More
Saturday mornings are special. During the week our energies and attention can be pulled in so many different directions, with work commitments and the daily chores and tasks of family life. So when the weekend comes around, it’s time to take it slow and really be together. On this morning in September, the light was gentle and golden and perfect for a slow walk and fruit picking in their favourite park. Read More
I often saw my mum's body when I was growing up. I think she's beautiful. She has a beautiful body. Read More
My breasts have sagged from feeding my babies and my tummy is softer. Read More
I feel very very proud of what my body has achieved... carrying children and giving birth to them. Read More
She has a beautiful body, her sureness about herself always shone through, and if I could be as amazing as her after 5 children then would be over the moon. Read More
I don’t want to skinny and stretch mark free. I just want walk like a warrior again. Read More
We talked about how we wished we could shine a light on those parts of ourselves we kept hidden away in the shadows, out of shame or dissatisfaction, and begin to see them in a new way. Read More
He floated in the space around me for a long time before he came.
I day dreamed of him. A quiet and secret knowing. A whisper on the breeze.
As sure as breathing in and then out again, waiting for the right time.
He felt like peace. Read More
At 30 hours old, naturally this brand new little being didn't want to move from his mum's warm chest.
"I'm right here. It's ok baby, I'm right here." Read More
Everybody loves autumn. The rich colours and falling leaves, the promise of cosy evenings to come. But as a Mum, I think it's something more than just that, something a little deeper. Read More
With the constant and loving support of her partner, Sam and her doula, Patricia, she had the beautiful birth she dreamed of. Read More
I love magical sunsets and dramatic scenery as much as the next person, but as a mum and a photographer it's moments like this that make my heart happy. Read More