The Motherhood Collective is a year long project by a group of like-minded photographers capturing real moments and precious images of ourselves with our children.  Together, we are embarking on a year long personal project, encouraging each other to step outside of our comfort zone, lay aside our need for technical perfection, ignore those stubborn extra pounds on our waistlines, […]


  • […] Life has been real busy around here, well… lets be honest here,  May and June have been a bit rough.  I work 10 to 11 hour days as a pre-school teacher for 2 and 3 year olds, running a business, being a mom of three  boys, a wife, and of course, being ME sometimes in all that mix, well I dropped the ball on vol 5.   But with the recent passing of one of my favorite people in the world, my Grandmother, it’s brought me back to a place of how important pictures are.  This is no sales pitch.  It’s me getting real and allowing my heart to speak to you for a minute.  My Grandmother loved taking pictures.  Nothing fancy, she didn’t like it as an art form like I do.  She just loved capturing memories.  She had over 100+ very well organized albums numbered and labeled in her home dating back to before I was even born.  Everyone always depended on Grandma showing up with her camera and taking pictures to go in her albums. Every year of my life, we would have Thanksgiving dinner at Grandmas home. With over 35 people (Aunts, Uncles, Cousins, Nieces, Nephews, etc) we would would sit on the sofa, floor, chairs, outside, in the kitchen, filling her home with laughter and  endless chit-chat while we catch up on each others lives. And it would never fail, with football on the TV and our bellies stuffed, the albums would start to come out, and honestly it was usually started by me.  I love pictures, I love remembering my life history with my family. I would start looking at one, and someone would say “hey hand me one!” and it would begin. Looking at our parents when they were young, at all the trips we took as a great big family, the kids goofy teen years! Oh my! My grandma is the glue that kept our family together clear up to my 43rd year.  I honestly dont know what will happen with my family now that she is gone. But I know this.  I want… no .. I need to give that gift back to my kids, and my kids’ kids, and so on! I fear that with digital, pictures will be taken, then left on a hard drive and never looked at.  But I’m also grateful for the ease of digital and some of the amazing applications out there to make printing so much easier (Take “Chat books” for Instagram for instance).  But I need to come up with a way to preserve my childrens memories That Will Last!  Remember the 8 track?  Then the “tape”, then the CD, now MP3, and who knows what else will come.  What if all your images were on a floppy disc?  or even now on a CD?  Computers don’t even have CD slots anymore!  But printed pictures?  They don’t ever seem to require much for viewing.   So my new commitment is to print, print in a manner that will last.  And make sure I’m in them With my Kids!  So bad hair and all, here I am.  Loving on a couple of my most favorite people in the world.   Be sure to  click through the Motherhood Collective Blog Circle starting with my friend Megan  with Megan Marleen Photography […]ReplyCancel

  • Bethany Mattioli - June 25, 2015 - 3:32 pm

    Such a good reminder to treasure the days even when they aren’t always easy…beautiful images too!ReplyCancel

  • Crystal Banting - June 25, 2015 - 5:24 pm

    Truth. It hurts my heart that each day my children grow older and I lose the days that they run to me with their sorrows, but I am excited at the same time to see what they become, how they will blossom into themselves. p.s. we totally do the Guess What? Love you! game too! – hahaReplyCancel

  • Tiffany Kelly - June 25, 2015 - 5:32 pm

    beautiful words and lovely images, Megan!ReplyCancel

  • Allison Craig - June 25, 2015 - 6:36 pm

    Your sweet girl is DARLING! Beautiful images and words, as always!ReplyCancel

  • Rebecca Wells Penny - June 25, 2015 - 8:39 pm

    Oh your words are so true and would cause any mothers heart to ache a little reading it. Time is fleeting. They are growing so quickly. Beautiful images.ReplyCancel