Baby girl, every inch of you is perfect from the bottom to the top. Sometimes in my mind, I imagine God creating you. I imagine the love that blew out of His heart in every single step. That when He stepped down to breathe life into your lungs, He did it with a lump in His throat because of how much He was in...

You are wanted. In every pore of your skin, every hair on your head, every movement of your body, you are wanted. In every turn of your heart, every grin on your face, every tear that hits your cheek, you are wanted. In the waiting, in the arrival, in the long nights, in the new discoveries, you are wanted. You are...

Home means something different to each one of us. Maybe it brings up memories of fits of laughter and freshly baked cookies and movie nights. Maybe it is this feeling that you get it the centre of your soul where you can let go and be yourself. Maybe it is the space and the people that have shown up on your...

Sometimes I imagine that when a baby arrives it is like a collision of heaven and earth. Almost as if a dream's been made real; wrapped in human flesh with a living heartbeat inside its cages. I even like to imagine that with every child comes a message. A message that we must hear, something we need to...

You are necessary. You are one hundred percent needed and wanted in the world. Sometimes there will be things that will convince you otherwise, but we need that authentic expression of who you are; when you are one hundred percent yourself in exactly the way that you were made. We need your laughter...

Candid photography is raw. It is uncut moments in time. It is a person getting on the bus. It is a split second where someone is doing something in their natural environment and not posing for a camera. It is not perfect photographs featuring perfect posing and lighting...

There is something about watching a baby sleep that reminds me of purpose. There are so many of us who live our lives seeing purpose as busyness, activity and doing-doing-doing. But for babies, they have so much purpose in their sleeping and in their resting...

I will never forget the feeling when I found out we were pregnant with you. It was as if my heart seemed to almost be lodged in my throat and anticipation started like a fire in my bones. This entire time, I have wanted you. Yes, I was worried that I wouldn't be a good mom, but there has never been a moment...

Sometimes I like to imagine that when babies are born, they are born wild. They are born without fear and without shame, they are here just as they are. They join us with all this love and passion untouched by what the world is...

Most often, home is found in the hearts of those whom we love. And you'll always have a home in ours. From the minute we heard of your coming, we carved it out for you. The moment you arrived and we met face to face, that space for you only began to grow inside of us...

Baby, sometimes I wish I could take a moment and glimpse into how you see the world. I wonder how everything looks to you. I wonder what you’re thinking when you see me come into your room at night and how it makes you feel when I rock you to sleep. I wonder whether there are things you want to...

There is a lullaby that we sing over you, baby. It's a song of love and hope and dreaming big. It is song that keeps our hearts in our throats because of our adoration for you. It is a song that we sing over you every time we cradle you, every time we hold you, every time we feed you, every time your name sits like a gift upon our lips.