I know I am not alone when I tearfully watch my my little boys milestones come and go at the speed of light. I've been guilty of waiting anxiously and hoping desperately at times for Brays to crawl, walk and talk. That is among other trivial things like buying a lollibag with his own money and saying. "Thank you" on his own while peering into the owners eyes. My favorite moments are still watching him sleep so still and so peacefully. I watch his soft subtle skin expands and grows gracefully as he sleeps and wakes as my giant 3 year old baby boy.

It was not until now, after making the hardest decision to not try for another baby, that I am now clinging more than ever to each song he sings me, each fall and cuddle, each joke, and each cubby house he makes while destroying my house. I am an older parent, I birthed him just 2 weeks shy of my 40th birthday, and I can not help watching him move through life with an unusually heightened awareness of my short time left with him on this planet.

This urge to fossilize moments are at the core of my photography passion. And for me Brays is no different. Its the average moments, the glimpses of normal/less than normal/whats normal anyway moments. Even for me, I wish I had my camera up pointing to 'get' every moment. Then I am quickly reminded about being present and balance. Coming back to center and using the mental camera to save the image along with the feeling and the voices. This is my dream, to capture this feeling for families to be able to be transported back into the most joyful amazing moments of their lives.

Selfie iphone pic this morning, it looks so much better through my eyes.