When Chris first reached out to me about photographing his dad's birthday slash family reunion, I was a little skeptical. They were having it a Boondock's (which is basically like Dave & Buster's ... an adult arcade). I thought about the harsh bowling alley lighting, the dark arcade area, and the repetitiveness of the go-kart track.
You guys! This is one of my favorite projects I've ever done and I CANNOT WAIT to share it with you! If you follow me on Facebook, you likely saw some of these images back in February, but here are many, many more!
It seems as though I have become the official birth photographer for the Messiah soccer alumni. And I don't hate it. Last year, I had the honor of photographing my teammate Cassie's birth. Shortly after, I received a message from my friend Brenna, who we also played with in college, saying, "I wish you could photograph my birth!" I thought for a second and then realized, "Hey. I bet I could make that work."
A few weeks ago, I received a message from Katie (pictured above), detailing a grand plan to surprise her 5 kids with a trip to Mexico. It involved sneaking into their rooms to change their clocks back an hour while they slept, packing getaway bags, cryptic letters to the kids, and the big reveal of the destination at the airport.
I've known Cassie for 10 years. Wow. It's weird that I can be old enough to say that. We played soccer together in college and I bet we are both still exactly as good as we were 10 years ago. Kidding.
She and Brian moved to Colorado a few years ago and it's been so fun to reconnect a little bit. And after having the unbelievably unique privilege of attending her birth, I guess I could say we reconnected a lot. And I loved it!
Rachael is a good friend of mine who also happens to be an incredible birth photographer. When she got pregnant, I knew I wanted to photograph her birth. Thank goodness, she let me.
This was her double rainbow baby. Her body had suffered and mourned for this child. He would complete their family, becoming the much-needed period at the end of a sentence that held its breath for too long.