Newborn

All the Things That No One Says | Anchorage, Alaska Maternity and Newborn Photographer | Moss and Myrrh Photography

Gus + Tom + Anne Marie

I can’t believe it’s been almost 2 YEARS since I shot these sessions and yeah, I’m just now getting around to editing them. This wasn’t your average session..many moons ago I did a model call for a mother that would be interested in documenting an entire year of her life before and after baby. I didn’t want this to just be pretty pictures, I wanted it to be real, REALLY real, and honestly? Uncomfortable. Not because I enjoy making anyone uncomfortable (just kidding, I do when it comes to this subject..ha!) but because I feel like a large part of motherhood and the process of being a mother is kept quiet. While I may not ever be a mother myself, I do work with women on a constant basis..women who are in their most vulnerable state, completely exhausted both mentally and physically. I hear their pain and I know it exists, but those thoughts/words are too taboo to be said out in the real world.

The words/thoughts I’m referring to are the ones that make people squirm. You see, there is this idea that you must ALWAYS be grateful for the child you are pregnant with. You must ALWAYS feel an instant connection. You must not speak words of regret, wishing for something other than this, or dreaming of a life without this little life, because why? Well, they’re precious gifts, aren’t they?! No way are they exhausting both mentally and physically. No way do they literally turn your life upside down and completely change EVERYTHING. No way are they human beings themselves with their own intricate problems. No. Way.

Women are seen as some sort of devil if they feel anything beyond complete and total love and well, it’s bullshit. Life is not black and white and so many dynamics are coming into play here.

ANYWAY, back to the project (so side tracked always), I wanted to work with a woman who was willing to talk about all the “bad”. I wanted other women to hear her words and know that they aren’t alone, their feelings are valid, they are NOT crazy or wrong. Anne Marie met me a coffee shop and instantly, we connected. She told me all the “bad”, how she didn’t feel a connection to this human growing inside of her. How she also suffered horribly from depression + anxiety without even being pregnant, so this was a whole other level. She was scared of the future. She was scared of how this baby was going to change everything. She was scared.

And so I knew, she was the one. THE ONE. But then..life it can be an ironic asshole, can’t it? And so it was. I got a text from Anne Marie on a very cold winter day telling me that baby Gus was here! Of course, he didn’t come “as planned” (hate that term, there is no plan, the do what they want) and Anne Marie had to have an emergency cesarean. All I could think and worry about when I read that text was her mental health. We both agreed that the birth of this baby would probably be what gave her a sense of reality, that this was real, this baby was hers. It was SO hers it came right out of her vagina..but it didn’t. Add the physical healing on top of the mental junk and yeah, I worried about her. I got to her for a newborn session (we live eons apart..just kidding, an hour and a half) at around 3 weeks I think? Maybe 2? I have no clue anymore, but she was exhausted. Maybe she seemed more exhausted to me because I’m used to moms putting on a front for me. They want perfectly beautiful pictures. Anne Marie knew I didn’t want that though and she didn’t either, this shit was real. So, she she showed and told me her most vulnerable. She continuously suffered with mastitis. I mean, CONTINUOUSLY. Eventually, she had to stop breastfeeding all together because it never ended. She showed me the beautiful cut across her belly where this little human emerged. She told me about her exhaustion, anxiety, and depression. “Luckily” (because this isn’t lucky, this is how it’s supposed to be) she has an amazing husband who is as supportive as it gets. He knows/knew her mental illnesses well, he knows/knew her boundaries.

This is where I dropped the ball though and I’ll forever be guilty. I think the darkest times after a baby are well, after the baby..like sometimes months. Once you get passed the newborn phase where it’s pretty cut and dry..eat, sleep, poop, die from exhaustion, repeat, you have to learn how to mold your entire life around this tiny human being. I really wanted to document that with Anne Marie because I knew she’d be blunt and tell me truly how that was going for her. Irony of all irony though, my husband deployed and then my mental and physical health fell apart. I lost all my motivation for this project and then I got so physically ill (literally random exorcist vomiting) for months that just the thought of driving over there was too much for me.

That’s life, though. It’s like, “oh, you want to document an entire year of a woman struggling through mental shit while also trying to love a new human?”, “here is a steaming pile of your own shit to struggle through..enjoy”. And so that’s how it went and I never got back over there in the timeframe I wanted to.

I DID get to document them a couple of weeks ago as a family with a TODDLER, though. Per usual we talked about things no one wants to hear. Gus is a wildling and Anne Marie has a grin that spans her face whenever she looks at him. You can tell she is head over heels in love with this boy (and Tom too, of course) but he did change everything. He did throw a wrench in their future plans. They do think about all the things they’re missing out on. And before you start shaming them in your head, stop, come down off that horse Karen (sorry, to all the Karens reading this). YOU ARE ALLOWED TO HAVE THESE THOUGHTS. It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay. Enough with the perfect parent BS. Enough. You’re allowed to have regrets, be exhausted, and dream of what your life would’ve been without your kids. I’m not judging you and if anyone else is judging you, they’re lying to themselves.

Life is not black and white, your thoughts/feelings and “what if’s”? They’re perfectly valid. I have them, you have them, we all have them. So anyway, to the mama reading this that thinks she’s alone in these thoughts, you are not. If you ever want to write a long email and confide in me everything you think someone else will judge you for just to get it out there, do it. I’m here, always. Oh, and I love you and you have a whole team of people that love you..even if you can’t feel it right now.

Last thoughts..postpartum depression is REAL. If you see someone that is struggling, please reach out. We have got to do a better job of listening and supporting women. Life and community are not what they once were. This isn’t a 50’s sitcom. There is no longer a village..there is a woman sitting alone in her house with social media being her main form of human contact. She’s lonely and all she wants is a break, a shower, some real food, someone to talk to about all the above shit no one wants to hear. Offer to make them dinner, fold their laundry, take them to the doctor (for that medication that is also so taboo) WATCH THEIR BABY, so they can go take a shower and be a human for 5 seconds..anything to make them not feel so alone.

Anyway, here are some pretty pictures. There are NIPPLES happening in this newborn session so if you can't handle BREASTS, don’t scroll down..also, I don’t know how you got here since I openly show women giving birth, but that’s for another post.

Enjoy. xx

P.S.- Anne Marie, I love you. Thank you for your vulnerability and mostly, thank you for being a friend (cue Golden Girls music). I’m so glad I know you and we (+ Tom, can’t forget Tom) can have way too serious conversations in your kitchen about way too serious matters. You’re amazing in every way.

Newborn Adoption | Anchorage Newborn Photographer | Moss and Myrrh Photography

Oh my goodness, I cannot believe it’s been since November that I last blogged a session. Agh! Like many, winter sucks me in and I lose a lot of motivation to do much of what I normally do. I’m back though (mentally) and it’s time to start sharing again! I have so many sessions from last year that never got to be fully seen here, so I figured I’d start with those and work my way up..slow and steady.

The Anliker Family asked me if I’d be willing to be shoot a newborn session for them under the condition that they had NO clue when this baby would be coming home and when I would be needed to come to their home. You see, they were adopting a sweet babe out of state and wanted this season documented, but a lot of was up in the air. Of course, I said yes. This was my first adoption session and well, it got me right in the feels. I got to hear their story, their struggles, and now see their joy that they’ve finally got their baby in their arms. It was an honor to document this shortest of chapters and I hope, hope, hope, I get more adoptions in the future. <3

I hope you’re doing well, Anliker Family. <3



Moody Winter Newborn Session | Anchorage Newborn Photographer | Moss and Myrrh Photography

The biggest compliment I can get is when another local photographer refers clients to me because they aren’t able to take that session on themselves. My sweet friend Lauren, of Lauren Roberts Photography (check her out, especially her wedding work!), sent this sweet family my way and ah, so grateful. Their home was cozy, moody, and they had a Corgi to boot!

I say that my work is a mixture of documentary and lifestyle. A little bit of “posed” (hey, sit here and look at your baby) and a little bit of documenting the rawness that is having a newborn. Newborns are on their own schedule and shooting in a client’s home gives us the freedom to really be flexible. Honestly? Half the session I’m sometimes just sitting on the floor waiting for baby to finish eating, pooping, or having a complete meltdown. Of course I shoot that too, but I’m also 100% okay with going with the flow and sometimes that means sitting on your floor loving on your dog.

Enjoy. <3

From Two to Three

I “met” Brooke on Instagram a couple of years ago. They lived a beautiful life in Juneau and I drooled over how ridiculous all of her pictures were. They eventually ended up moving this way though and I was so excited when she booked me for their newborn session. I’m sucker for neutral tones and minimal decor. I love chaos but I also love balance and sessions like this give me that. I can’t stress this enough, when you book a session with me you will NOT get what you see in other sessions I post. Every session is unique and it’s own. The tones you use, your decor, your personalities, all of those things inspire me when editing your session and the end result is something that is completely yours. << THAT is what sets lifestyle newborn sessions apart from posed newborn.

Your home. Your clothes. Your personalities. Your session.

If you’d like to chat about booking your own in home newborn session, go HERE.

Baby Milly | Anchorage Lifestyle Newborn Photographer | Moss and Myrrh Photography

Seriously, fell in loooooove with this family. When I walked into their house I couldn't get over all the sweet detailed wood pieces through out. Everything was unique and clearly handmade. Turns out little Milly has some super talented parents, they're the owners of Moose Be Rustic! If you're in need of a gorgeous custom sign or wood piece, you definitely need to get in touch with them.

In other news, Milly is pretty dang cute herself, eh? This session was booked with the A Piece of You Collection, so a mini newborn session essentially. Turns out I can't even cull down a "mini" session to a logical amount of images because their gallery was HUGE. I really need help..haha! 

Enjoy some sweet pictures of a very hungry/grumpy/adorable tiny Milly. <3