river maternity session

This mother-to-be was such a joy to work with. She radiated beauty and a quiet confidence, and it was evident just how excited she and her boyfriend were to become first-time parents. If I could have a maternity session every week like this one, I would be one happy mama.

These are just a few of those photographs. To book a session, please visit Prudence + Me Photography.

Emory

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a whimsical wedding

This couple from this wedding so reminded me of two characters in a Wes Anderson film. They were quirky and entertaining and had a charming ceremony in a location that any film director would be jealous of. I was so grateful to be part of their day!

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a + family

This session was actually broken into two parts. The first is what you see here- a family shoot at the river. It was immediately followed by a cake smash for the littlest cutie. While the day was hot and bright (not conditions a photographer enjoys), the family was so sweet. The grandparents played with the children while I took the young mother and father aside for couples photos. It was their anniversary in a few days. These turned out to be some of my favourite pictures yet.

Again, these are just a few of those photographs. To book a session, please visit Prudence + Me Photography.

Enjoy your weekend!

Emory

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our date with elle

Screen Shot 2014-08-21 at 7.45.44 PMA few Sundays ago, we had a spontaneous date with my oldest niece Ellie. It was a big deal. Not having children of our own, we became her sole caregivers for the afternoon. Everything was dependent on us; her fun, her safety, her life, basically. It was a responsibility that I did not take lightly, and I treated the day like a mission. Mission, Possible.

3.jpgAfter we loaded her up in our vehicle, we drove out to the lake to check on the progress of our new property. As soon as we got there, the skies opened up and it began to pour. That didn’t stop us from grabbing our umbrellas and running up and down the gravel and dirt piles. Ellie called it a mountain. Apparently, we have a mountain on our lot. Aren’t we lucky?

When it begun to come down even harder, we ran back into the vehicle for cover. We drove to the other side of the lake where there happened to be an Open House that day. We planned on stopping in, but before we did so, we wanted to dip our toes in the lake since it had stopped raining and the sun was coming out. Elle and I approached the water, and just as I was telling her that it was slippery and to be careful, she fell in. Oops. With her boots full of water (and snails, she said), we started to dry her off. Then it started to pour, again. Geoffrey picked her up and I ran after them back to the vehicle. So much for our plans. We now had a wet niece sitting in her booster seat, sans pants, and wrapped in a towel. We put her clothes and boots on the vents, and asked her if she wanted to go home. Her response? She was having too much fun, so no. What a brave girl.

6.jpg8.jpg4.jpg5.jpg7.jpgOn our way back into town, we stopped by a Strawberry Ranch. Geoffrey went to ask if they were open for picking while I began dressing Ellie in the vehicle. When he came back he informed us that they were over-picked the day before, and that it’ll be a few more days until the berries are ready again. This was not the afternoon that I had envisioned. Back into the vehicle we went, and this time, we visited a vegetable and antique market that we knew was open for business. We bought Elle some ice cream, and we took our little (wet) pants party outside to the picnic tables. The sun was definitely out to stay, and it had turned into a perfect August afternoon; hot, but with a cool breeze. 

9.jpg10.jpgAfter our niece was successfully hopped up on sugar, we made one last stop at a nearby greenhouse. She picked out two plants, both with amazing plant names. Ellie chose Candy Stripe for herself, and Chocolate Chip for her little sister Isla. We loaded everyone and everything up one last time, and made the 40 minute drive back to my sister and brother-in-law’s home. When we got there, Ellie said that four hours with us was not long enough, and next time, she wants to make it eight.

1.jpgThat Sunday was one of the best dates that I have ever been on.

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Emory

what i bought – uo beach towels

5.jpgNow that hell has frozen over and I’ve become a regular beach bum, I decided that it was time to invest in some beach towels. I turned to no other place than my favourite hipster store, Urban Outfitters. I bought a Relax towel for myself, and a Pendleton towel for my husband. But like any good mother, I love them both equally. ;-)))

29627304_011_bPendleton Glacier Park Towel $38

31244965_030_dRelax Beach Towel $12 (was $24)

4.jpgWith my towel, flats, Kinfolk Magazine, and Polaroid camera packed, I’m ready to hit the beach. See you all on the flip side!

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Emory

 

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  • A horribly blurry picture that pretty much sums up our week together. It's been 5 days and our home is nearly flu-free. Dada is off working in a different province, (smiles aside) Remy is not happy with me today, our house is a renovation disaster, and I have a photography session scheduled tomorrow that I'm not yet sure if I need to hire a babysitter for. I'm not going to lie, I'm really looking forward to this week being over with. It was not easy, however that's life. There is so much that I do have to be thankful for! We are in good health 99% of the time. My husband finally has a great job. I am lucky to be able to work when I want at what I want. We have a house. Most importantly, I have my little goose to snuggle with. I sincerely hope that if anyone else is having a bad day/week/month/year, that you can also find the silver lining. Our own life is not for everyone, nor is it Instagram perfect. If we're lucky, it is the one that we desire, even in the difficult times. Enjoy your weekend! Thank goodness for breastfeeding. My darling caught her first flu yesterday. I tried giving her bland foods and drinks all day- she wouldn't touch them. Then I tried her favourites- still nothing. Instead, all she wanted to do was nurse round the clock. That is how we spent the majority of the day- nursing, bathing, cuddling, barfing, repeating.
My goal was to breastfeed Remy until she was 18 months old. After that I had no plans. As she is nearing month 19 earthside, I've discovered that she has no intention of stopping. 
On the rare occasions when she's sick, I'm reminded of why we have kept it up for this long, and why we keep on going. I'm almost certain that she would've become dehydrated yesterday if it wasn't for me nursing her. So although fed is best, the breast is truly a gift.
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