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Denver Photographer :: Two under two

Sure, I’ve thought about just having another little one, why not, you’ve done it once and I TOTALLY get why people have children close together; but me personally I do not think I’m strong or selfless enough.  But then there’s Alexis, although she may be skeptical, she is going to rock this! She is so laid back and relaxed that living in the mountains and taking it easy with 2 little ones sounds beautiful and manageable.  I cannot wait to meet this new little babe and know that their family is ready, because ready or not here comes number 2.

 

“Two under two…
We are doing it! I wish I could say I am mentally, physically, socially, and any other way ready – but no. I wish I could say I’m calm & prepared – but no. Don’t get me wrong, I have diapers, wipes, & burp clothes about every 30 feet all over our house! I’ve read blogs & got sucked into too many ‘How do I survived 2 under 2’ articles on Pinterest. We are as ready as we are going to get. But it’s different this time around. Instead of focusing on the baby, like I did the first time around, I’m focused on how do I include my first born & try not to piss him off by rocking his world. I love my husband & all, but as a stay at home mom my son is my best friend. Fact. We do everything together! I’m just hoping he likes me half as much as I love him. Thankfully my husband is the calm, cool, and collected one. He calmly states how we can do this & we’ll figure it out, like we did the first time around. I believe him, most of the time, either way it’s nice to hear.”

-Alexis-

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Denver Photographer; Expect Unpredictability

Meet Sam, mother to sweet Nora and truth-teller. We try to know what to expect as parents, but let’s face it, WE DON’T KNOW! There aren’t enough books in the world, blogs on the internet or people whispering in your year to understand the magnitude of what is coming with your first little one, but knowing it’s all going to change, day to day, hour to hour, minute to minute that is the joy and frustration of parenthood!

“It took me only a few months of motherhood to realize that one of the cardinal rules of parenting is expect unpredictability–everything changes all the time.  This can be profoundly reassuring when you are in one of those awful feedback loops, such as when your child only naps while you’re holding her, or she won’t nap at all, or she screams the entire time she is riding in the car, because it means that just when you’re at your wit’s end (or maybe beyond it), she will grow out of it.  But unfortunately it applies to the good times too.  When you’re in one of those easy(ish) phases where you’ve got a schedule and things are running fairly smoothly, don’t get too comfortable, because sooner or later the rug will be pulled out from under you.  You’ll travel and the sleep schedule will evaporate.  Your baby will start teething.  Mercury will be in retrograde.  Who knows.  What I do know is that the nice little routine we’ve got going will fly out the window and crabby will be the order of the day. It’s been sobering to realize how much this unpredictability upsets me–it might be one of my biggest challenges.  When my daughter unexpectedly skips naps or wakes up out of sorts or won’t eat anything I make, it throws off our day and puts me on edge and I’m not very good at rolling with it.  But I try.  Maybe, hopefully, this will be a skill I acquire over time.  Recalibrate, adjust, switch gears, and accept the changes in course.  Because god knows there will be more.  And because the not-knowing is also one of the most beautiful, wondrous things about parenthood.  One day it won’t be the frustration that I remember, but the surprise of each new development, each new aspect of her personality revealed. With any luck she’ll remember her mom rolling with it all.”
-Sam-

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Denver Photographer; International Travel With a One Year Old

Have you ever thought about traveling with your one year old….to Italy?  While the thought of packing up and hitting the road seems like an easy enough plan, so much goes into getting it just right.  In all reality our kids need a pair of clothes, shoes some diapers and food…but in real reality they need everything from distractions, new foods, comfort foods, nursing, being carried, walking on their own, being pushed, loud places, quiet times, etc. You know how it goes; nonetheless Chelsea describes her trip beautifully and makes it sound like a possibility, if you’re up for it!

 

“Open-minded, worldly, bilingual.  These are all words we hoped would describe our child (and someday, children) as a result of traveling with them from a young age.  My husband and I met traveling, and are both happiest when we are exploring new cultures.  So, when the opportunity presented itself to travel to Italy for my brother-in-law’s Tuscan wedding, we pounced.  By pounced, I mean we spent MONTHS researching travel cribs (Guava Family’s Lotus!), and I practiced packing a family of 3 in one small rollerboard after my son went to bed.  This may not seem like a herculean feat, but I assure you it was, as this rollerboard included 20 pouches, 20 diapers, the monitor system, and a package of wipes.  We stocked up on new ultra-compact toys (hello, neon travel Aquadoodle and Rubik’s cube), and never-before-seen snacks (i.e. teriyaki-flavored dried seaweed and organic juice lollipops) for our then 16 month old.  We even prolonged weaning for this adventure, because I didn’t want to brave the accent and decent without breastfeeding in my arsenal.  He’s now 18 months old and nursing still… just in case…?

 

The day we left home, we had a densely-packed diaper backpack, the rollerboard (each item within having undergone committee-style scrutiny), a garment bag with all of the wedding attire (which we promptly forgot in our coat closet and left behind, because we were bickering about whether to bring a stroller), and the Ergo 360.  The 40 minute car ride, 4 hour flight, 3 hour layover, 9 hour flight, and 2 hour train and taxi rides on the way to the wedding destination all went reasonably well.  Admittedly, we were all exhausted, but little dude did a fair amount of sleeping along the way.  In Cortona, a small Etruscan hilltop town in the province of Arezzo, we lounged about and ate fantastic food with family while gearing-up for the wedding.  We scrapped our plans to do day trips to Montepulciano and Chianti in favor of walks through town and long naps.  We ate at Snoopy’s Gelato every day.  Aside from the missing tuxedos and gown, Cortona and the wedding were a breeze.

 

After the wedding we headed due south, through Rome, Naples, and on to Sorrento.  We stayed 1 night in Sorrento, before conquering Capri and the Grotta Azzurra.  The Blue Grotto was not a smart decision with a toddler, as strangers had to hand him out of a ferry, over turbulent ocean, into a rowboat without a lifejacket.  I get nauseous now just thinking about all of the ways that could have gone horribly wrong.  You bob around in the rowboat waiting for your turn to hit the deck (literally), so that the rower can hoist your rowboat through a small opening between the water and rock face using a heavy metal chain.  If my husband asks, it was totally worth it.  *shakes head in the absolute negative.

 

It was all ferries, from Capri to Amalfi, from Amalfi to Positano.  We ran out of pouches by Cortona, and they proved impossible to find, so toddler boy was eating soft pasta and other manageable foods.  He was, however, not thrilled about it at first.  His semi-hunger protest came to a head when we started for home.  The ferries, taxis, buses, trains, planes and endless waiting were increasingly difficult for him.  The nearly 10 hour flight state-side was chaos (scratching, biting, screaming, vomiting, the works).  But, we survived it, and the 5 hour layover and 4 hour flight home that followed.  It sounds strange to say you survived a trip to Italy… whatadouche, right?  Traveling internationally with a toddler can be a crucible.  But, also with a toddler… every line, every interaction with a new person, and every meal visibly changed him.  Our son came back knowing the word ciaccolato, and was responding to bello like it was his name.  The journey also changed us.  Like with most aspects of life, alterations are necessary once children are part of the equation.  Backpacking might be out for a few years.  We learned to do something we love, well, as a family.  And now we will show no (or less) fear at the thought of going abroad again.  Viva l’Italia!”

-Chelsea-

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Denver Photographer; Did you say there are two in there?

Meet Julia, Mom of two incredibly beautiful boys. I met Julia when the boys were 7 months old, so I think I caught her in a sweet spot. From the moment I watched her with her boys I have been in awe. Whether you’ve had one or three there are always new surprises that arise, but finding out you’re having two at once can take some time to get used to; nonetheless this woman’s strength and determination is incredible. I am excited she was able to share her story with us!

 

“There’s two babies in here”, Sharon, the ultrasound technician, told me, quietly and cautiously. “You’re pregnant with two babies. You’re pregnant with twins.”
Silence. That was my response. Silence. I didn’t know what to do.
Thank goodness my husband was in the room. His response was a bit more enthusiastic. “That is AWESOME!”, he exclaimed. Sharon, relieved, said she’s always a bit nervous to give that news, as some parents-to-be don’t react as favorably as my husband just did to learning they’re pregnant with multiples. Now, with 18 month old twin boys, I understand why. Don’t get me wrong, I love my boys. They are smart and adventurous and curious and caring. They are also a whole lot of work. I spent many of the first months of their lives exasperated. Everyone told me how lucky I was to have twins, but I didn’t feel lucky at all. Born at 4 pounds, they were the smallest babies I’d ever seen (and apparently the smallest babies our nurse ever cared for – I could have done without that information). They were too weak to latch and too weak to take a bottle. I spent 20 hours a day that first month, just trying to get them to eat. My friends with singletons assured me it was quite normal, they knew what I was going through, and I just needed to “stick with it”. They didn’t know what I was going through! They had no idea. They didn’t know what it felt like, as a new mom, to leave your newborn baby screaming in his crib because your hands were full trying to get your other newborn baby to just take a couple milliliters of milk. Of course I was going to “stick with it”. What other option did I have?
A couple months ago, my husband confessed to me that he was pretty worried those first six months. I went days without showering, without changing my clothes. I didn’t have the energy to eat or drink, and I cried constantly. He thought I’d given up. When I heard that, I burst out laughing. Given up?! Really? Given up? I put everything I had into not giving up! I was in pure survival mode.
Thankfully, everything I had was just enough for all of us to survive those first six months. As the boys got stronger and stronger, I did too. I figured out a way to not only hold both of them at the same time, but to feed them at the same time too. Before I knew it, we all survived the next six months, and we all survived the six months after those too. Dare I say it; we may have even learned to thrive.
Yeah, having twin boys is a whole lot of work, but it’s pretty awesome too.
-Julia-

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When did time become so pertinent?

To each of us, our kids are the most perfect humans we have ever met {most of the time, besides that one time they cried for 3 hours on an airplane at 9:00pm}.  But honestly, when you have a kid you get to combine the parts of you and your partner and make a better version of yourselves.

Tonight, I rocked my sweet baby for much longer than a usual evening.  I held him as he slept in my arms like we did when he was first born.  These moments seem to pass so quickly but for one last night I wanted to hold him before he turned One, before he became a “toddler” and before I have to stop counting in months.

This child of ours has given us so much joy, laughter and love to share that it’s hard to remember life without these quickly passing moments.  Sure, some of those first few days, minutes, hours felt like the whole year combined but they passed as fast as they came through.  While there are all these beautiful, sappy glimpses during the first year, I think most parents will agree that if you do not find humor in these times, then you’ve got nothing.

So here are some things/words that before you became a parent may never have found their way into your mind ::

  • Early vs. Active Labor — You do this and tell me it’s not active! Want to read about our 61 hr labor?
  • Jaundice — apparently every Colorado child gets this lovely opportunity
  • Heel prick
  • Belly Button skin — cute + gross, but mostly kind of nerve racking to not hit it the wrong way.
  • Which way to wipe
  • Nose Frida
  • RS F***ing V
  • Hidden diaper poops — you know the one where your husband swears there is no poop in there and flings off the diaper and it goes all over the bathtub — hmm yup those ones
  • co-sleeping, co-eating, co-bathrooming, co-breathing
  • skin-to-skin {the single most amazing feeling}
  • The Ferber Method
  • Belly vs. Back
  • The Wonder Weeks
  • disposable vs. reusable
  • Did you poop?
  • What is in your mouth?
  • What is sticky on me?
  • How? How… how did you get food there?
  • Give that to Mommy
  • What is in your hand?
  • Where did you find that?
  • Oh My Gosh put that down
  • Mom’s Night out
  • Wub-a-nub {Noel called it a Wobble for the first few months, my mom couldn’t get the word either, who came up with this name?}
  • Nutrients in a pouch {is this the future of food?}
  • Pack n’ Play — I wish my bed was portable…
  • Baby Proofing — eh, we didn’t really do that besides…
  • Retractable Baby Gates — wonderful if you have a psycho dog that can’t be left behind
  • open mouth kisses
  • The same book with flaps over and over, and eventually it’s just a book, no flaps left.
  • SLEEEEEP!! The things your body can do when it loves something is incredible
  • Support like you never thought you needed.

This little guy has taught us patience, balance and how to discover the world all over again – for that we are forever grateful.

Thank you to each and every one of you for your friendship and guidance this past year, we are beyond appreciative of your kind, encouraging and uplifting words and support.

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Knox Abe Kite :: Your Birth Story

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We had a beautiful baby boy named Knox Abe Kite, delivered at Swedish Medical Center on April 18, 2016.  He weighed 4lbs 15 oz and was 19 1/2 inches long.  Knox is healthy and growing and we couldn’t be happier.

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I never thought of it as a “plan” per say, although looking back it was in all aspects.  You get an idea in your head of how you want your child brought into this world and sometimes, every now and then it’s shattered.  I like to think of giving birth as training for the biggest race of your life.  This might sound silly, but those that have prepped for races understand, your body and mind go through a mental adjustment and it is all you think about for those 10-12 months leading up to it.  You change your eating patterns, your routine, how you live your life in general, there is suddenly another purpose and you have to think of the end result.  Imagine going through all this training and finding out, the course has completely changed on you, you now have the same end goal in mind, but the means to get there is one you never saw coming.

This in a sense, was my birth plan.

I have to admit, beforehand and going into my pregnancy I never imagined planning for a natural birth.  I had nothing against pain meds, since I knew I had low threshold.  We had found our birth center through chance. I’m a big believer in everything happens for a reason and this situation was no different.  We didn’t do this massive research to find out that Mountain Midwifery Center was one of the only birth centers in Denver and has a beautiful reputation throughout the entire country of having no fatalities with over 2000 births under their belt.  I found the center because as silly as it sounds, as 2 business owners we only have insurance as good enough as we are willing to afford.  We thought a self pay option might be a good idea, hence we found Mountain Midwifery.  After going to the orientation and the first few appointments we were hooked, the philosophies they believed in were so inline with Noel and I’s mindset in our daily life.  Live naturally, stay healthy, exercise, and let your body do what it needs to do in order to prepare to give birth.  Everything made so much sense and it still does.  We went through 20 hours of classes + were vetted over and over to make sure we were a healthy fit for their center; and in all aspects we were.  Every appointment was completely normal, weight gain, blood pressure, weird and new feelings my body was creating were totally and utterly normal.  I knew this was the place we were supposed to be and allow ourselves to welcome our first son into our world.

For the past 11 1/2 years I have practiced hot yoga.  I knew that throughout my entire pregnancy I wanted to continue this to ensure that if I had a healthy body I could share that with my little guy.  Mountain Midwifery encourages a healthy, active pregnancy.  Although, with hot yoga it’s a bit of a new concept for people to understand the health benefits of it.  In some pregnancy books it specifically points out to steer clear of hot yoga classes because the blood leaves the baby’s body and goes to your skin to try and cool you down. But, I knew my body well enough when to back off and when to push myself!  I did my best to practice 3 times a week, especially at the end to make sure my hips were in line and my body kept moving.  After a yoga class was truly the time I felt most myself and energized.  Why do I bring this up? Because in the midst of labor, learning your baby’s oxygen levels are low, he is in danger and then extremely small, all I could think was, I did this to him.  He’s not even born and I provided an unsafe environment in my body to grow him.  It was one of those things I couldn’t get out of my head, and I had a hard time letting it go.  Looking back, I do believe that doing yoga was better than not and my body and more importantly, my baby are better because of it.

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So let’s fast forward 39 weeks and 4 days, Friday April 15th, my sister and I catch a 90 minute yoga class and my mom arrives in town in the morning and we go about our business.  After going to all of our birthing classes I was trained in my mind to understand that most first babies arrive after their due date, sometimes a week, sometimes longer.  They aren’t all considered “late” and do not all need to be induced, they just aren’t ready.  And on top of that only 5% are actually born on their due date, so in my mind while I kept thinking any day now, I also knew the chances were very unlikely.  But low and behold as everyone likes to tell you, when a storm is about to pass through, that barometric pressure messes with your body and sends you straight into labor.  That evening I arrived home feeling really sick and needing to sleep; and after waking up, movement started happening at 8:00 PM.  I thought, oh my gosh we are going to have a baby TONIGHT- ha, silly me, no no no, that is not how it happens.  I showered up, started timing contractions and watched the movie Sisters.  We had to keep spirits up and laughter going to increase the oxytocin levels; we didn’t want this early labor to be false or stop.  So between my mom, sister, and husband we made it an easy going evening with laughing, relaxing and pulling out the workout {although in this moment it was the birthing} ball to sit on and bounce. While I had hoped that these first few hours were the beginning and almost end, I was sorely mistaken.  We went to bed that night hoping for a water break and rush to the birth center.

I slept well and woke the next morning, Saturday, with contractions still about 20 minutes apart.  We were instructed to call at anytime but don’t need to come into the birthing center until contractions were one minutes long, three minutes apart for one hour.  The morning was relaxing, I did my best to answer emails and finish up anything that needed to be taken care of.  My mom and Noel and I decided we should go to the mall to walk around, get things moving and grooving as best we could.  Why go to the mall and not the beautiful park? Did I mention there was a snowstorm outside.  I always knew there was a high chance of having a baby during a snowstorm in April, in Denver, just didn’t think that my theory would be correct.  We walked around until 2pm and contractions were exactly as they had said 3-1-1, went home,  called the birth center and headed in to get checked out. If I have ever been wrong about something, I was wrong about what I thought labor was.  I could talk, count my breaths and not make the craziest noises I’ve ever heard come out of me.  The midwife checked to see where I was at, in hopes of having some dilation and I was right! ONE CM! Alright, things were moving, in no time this baby was going to make his big appearance, we would be going home and enjoy our new little life together!

Well, that didn’t happen as planned, we were told that laboring at home is a much calmer place and your body will physically open up in a space you feel safe in, so home we went.

We returned to the center at 9:00PM with intense labor pains, checked and were up to 2 CM!

Sent home with sleeping pills to try and get through the evening with some comfort, made it through 3 hours of sleep with heavy contractions, yet manageable.

It’s now Sunday.

Sunday.

I have taken 4 baths to relax.

It’s been 1 1/2 days of contractions and no sign of baby.

At 8:00AM I am positive these sensations I am feeling are the real deal, real active labor, ready to get this baby out! We get in the car, laboring in the back seat for the 3rd time, instructing Noel to warn me of every pothole, increase and decrease of speed and streets we were passing.  We were hoping to return to the birth center in hopes of some good news. Good news, I was still 2CM dilated! I felt defeated, lost and didn’t know that I could endure another 8CM of pain, let alone getting back in that car to not only go home but to come back at some point.  I didn’t know what to do, I couldn’t keep coming in and being told I wasn’t there yet or know the difference between what I felt now and what it’s going to feel like.

Then a light beamed in, an on-call Doula!

During our birthing classes they encouraged us to get a Doula, boy were they right.  We decided we wanted to try it without one and honestly think we could have made it if we weren’t 2 days into labor.  But then we met Anita at 1:00PM at our house and was the absolute best thing we had ever had.  She is an acupuncturist and massage therapist and I can’t think of anyone better to be along with us for this strenuous ride.  I remember saying to Noel, “I don’t care what it costs, give her all the money.” Just the fact to have someone who can say, OK, it’s time, you are ready to go back and push this baby into the world was all I needed.

She arrived, acupuncture needles in hand, tools and tricks to get things moving faster and techniques to make it through 2 minute long contractions.  Her rule of thumb for going back to the birth center was having a contraction on the way, in the bathroom and leaving.  This was a good indication of a hopeful 8cm.  At this point we were going strong for another 6 hours of laboring at home.  Drinking protein shakes, rolling on a ball, having my hips compressed during every contraction, making the lowest sound my voice could make in order to center myself and send it to the baby and of course rocking out to some Pitbull Pandora — don’t ask, we just needed something upbeat to move my hips to.

Finally, the time had come, couldn’t make it even a minute without contractions.  We got the ok from the midwife and it was time to head over.  All I wanted was to be told you can stay, we’ve got a bath ready for you and it shouldn’t be long before baby arrives {have I said this yet? ha}. I just kept thinking this has to be the last time I labor in a moving vehicle.

When we arrive the bath had started filling and a sense of relief poured over me.  I laid on the bed and was told I was only at 4CM.  I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.  I couldn’t get through a minute without a contraction and I was nowhere near ready to push.  For the next 4 hours I was in the bath, laying across the swing, breathing in Nitrous Oxide and feeling zero relief and laboring on my side on the bed with 2 midwives, my mom, husband and doula watching my mind and body transform into what they call Labor Land.  I was being turned on the bed over and over to try and get baby into the right position, it was the only thing they could think of as to why he wasn’t dropping down.  In between contractions, Noel would try and feed me some food, which seemed like the worst idea and at times, physically impossible.

At 11:00PM it was time to be checked again, drum roll please…..

4CM!

No movement, nothing, he was content and not leaving.

We decided I would probably have a 5 year old inside me before he was really happy to come out.

The midwife came in and said we have 2 options; One we can transfer you to the hospital and Two, well I don’t know what two was, I didn’t care, I needed help.

I turned to look straight into Noel’s eyes, which I hadn’t done in many many hours and said “I’m so sorry” that’s all I could think, I felt so sorry for not being able to do this for my baby, my husband and myself.  I knew there were so many benefits to a natural birth and I wanted him to have the best possible chance at everything, but I couldn’t deliver, literally.

Then, I looked at the midwife and said “Can I still have an epidural?” And she said “Absolutely” Within 5 minutes the Ambulance was called.

The gurney arrives, another ride in a moving vehicle is upon us and I look at the EMTs and am in complete horror, did they really want me to lay on my back? Luckily, No and strapped into the gurney on my hands and knees is how we traveled; squeezing the EMTs hand as we traveled the 3 minutes to the hospital.

We arrived and our nurse was asking me a million questions to get the process started as fast as possible to get the anesthesiologist into the room.  I was still laboring naturally and couldn’t concentrate much, but I do remember her asking me my height and Noel in a rapid response saying 6′ 3″ I somehow jumped in responding with 5′ 1″ and laughing about this moment later — right now, not so funny.

And now was my moment, after 52 hours of natural, unaccompanied labor, my favorite man arrived, no not my baby, the Anesthesiologist, my drug dealer :) I had to sit through 3 contractions without moving and and the moment that medicine kicked in we all slept.

And then for 4 hours of uninterrupted crying, moaning, moving, we closed our eyes and dreamt + it was beautiful.

Woke up to 6 CM

Then 8 CM

Wahoo!

Then things took a turn for the worse, poor little guy’s oxygen levels would drop from 140bpm to 90 bpm and then 60 bpm and then back up.  A rush of nurses and drs would run in, try and rotate me to get him some air and be able to breath.  Unfortunately there wasn’t ton of success.  Around 8 AM a resident arrived with a clipboard in hand telling me that baby was needing to get out and here were the papers to sign for a c-section.  I burst into tears, this was so, so, so far from my plan. {and if you’ve seen the documentary, ‘The Business of Being Born’ you understand} I looked up at the nurse and said, but there are so many benefits to a vaginal birth, I can’t imagine having a c-section.  I couldn’t even believe that they were telling me this.  After she left my Doula, Anita, apologized for that, stating that residents need a certain amount of c-sections in their training and would push for them.  Luckily Noel and Anita fought to wait a little longer, watching the monitor and asking if we can wait 5 minutes, 10 minutes, 30 minutes before it’s really a problem.  The OB and OB specialist on call were not as concerned with my condition as this resident seemed to be, and so we waited.  Anxiously watching the monitor as his oxygen levels wouldn’t drop as low as before.

After an hour the OB specialist returned to the room and I asked can you check one more time before we make any more decisions.

She takes a look and music to my ears, “you are 10 cm, let’s push!”

Oh my goodness what an amazing relief, the rush of everything was about to pass.  After 61 hours of ups and downs I was finally hearing the words I had long to hear.  It’s pretty crazy that during the entire process, you tend to forget what the end result is; of course I knew I would have a baby, but I start to think that it’s just pain management and not even thinking, there is a human about to be born that I am responsible for in a short while.

They prepped me for what could be a long process of pushing, 30 minutes to 2 hours; although at this point, time was nothing, what’s another 2 hours?

Luckily, 16 minutes later, Knox Abe Kite made his way into our world at 9:31 AM.

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Before he was whisked away to the NICU, they put his white little body on my chest, flowing oxygen into his tiny 4lbs 15 oz weight, for as long as they could!  Noel ran off with them to ensure his little clone was safe and letting his son know he was there the entire time.

After an hour he returned to our arms and hasn’t left since.

We are so grateful for the help our midwives, doulas, nurses, and OBs provided from start to finish.  It was an experience to say the least, and one I can walk away with only happy memories and a beautiful baby boy.

So what did my plan include? Natural Birth, breast crawl, delayed cord clamp, encapsulated placenta, blah blah blah…..the truth is, my plan was exactly what my nurse reminded me of after he arrived, ‘you got 2 things you wanted, a vaginal birth and a healthy baby.’ What more could I ask for?

If you’ve made it this far, I commend you for reading all of this.  We are enjoying every moment together + confidently know that this is not the only plan Knox is sure to change in our life :)

 

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Video :: What to Wear for a Family Photo Session!

You are probably wondering what to wear for your family photo session!
This is always my #1 question after signing up for a photo session!
Watch below for 5 easy tips on how to dress for your photo session!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SzTu1gJ6x1s

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Newborn, Family + Wedding Photographer
630-699-0390
Denver, Colorado

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Denver Headshot Photographer: Your Questions Answered!

Hi! In case we haven’t met, I’m Talia.

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I started Blissful Impression in 2011 without the intention to fall in love with my job everyday–but life is full of surprises and I couldn’t be more excited about this adventure! I moved to Denver in 2012 with my husband and dog with lots of ideas and not a lot of plans. I knew I wanted to make photography my career as I started in high school and my passion continued to grow. I graduated from Illinois State University {original Chi-town resident} with a Bachelors of Fine Arts in Photography and a degree in Art Education. I have worked with children fore-ever, but don’t have any of my own quite yet 😉 I have learned so much from watching the amazing parents I get to work with, they truly inspire me everyday and it makes me excited, anxious, nervous and happy about having some little ones of my own! This can be surprising as many photographers come from first photographing their own kids and finding their passion in this. So many ask how did I get into this. While my husband and I lived in St. Louis for 3 years I began working in the hospitals doing newborn photography–this is where my niche and patience came from. I truly learned so much! While working there I photographed over 1500 newborns and took that knowledge into creating my own business. I opened my studio in Denver in February 2013 and have been growing ever since. My hope is to create unique images in which you become the subject of your own artwork. I am a natural light photographer with a desire to help you hold onto those moments that pass so quickly. Whether it is your baby’s first 5 days in this world, their 1 year birthday, an engagement, a family reunion or a wedding day, I am there to be your personal memory maker! I have created this blog post to help answer those questions that are frequently asked. If you ever have more, leave a comment and I will be sure to address it. Thank you for allowing this passion to unfold into a career where I get to meet amazing families as yourself!

Headshots are taken at my Natural light studio.
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When dressing for your head shots, be sure to wear what you want to be portrayed in for your business. If you are the face of your business, then make sure you look professional while still playing the part. I recommend wearing cool colors {blues, greens, purples, etc.} Deeper warmer colors will work as well, although stay away from too bright of reds and oranges as they tend to reflect onto your skin.
I always recommend getting hair and makeup done for your images to really pop. I work with a hairstylist in my building that does an AMAZING job and you will see in many of these photos, who’s makeup shows up a bit stronger. I will give you a variety of images, and be sure to inform me if there is something very specific you need. The great thing about the white wall is that designers can delete it and use your head shot on your marketing materials very easily.
As always, if you have questions, just ask!

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I can also come to your place of business to photograph your space, location and action shots for web and marketing materials.

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Denver Family Photographer: Your Questions Answered!

Hi! In case we haven’t met, I’m Talia.
544154_10101190776391590_568245574_nI started Blissful Impression in 2011 without the intention to fall in love with my job everyday–but life is full of surprises and I couldn’t be more excited about this adventure! I moved to Denver in 2012 with my husband and dog with lots of ideas and not a lot of plans. I knew I wanted to make photography my career as I started in high school and my passion continued to grow. I graduated from Illinois State University {original Chi-town resident} with a Bachelors of Fine Arts in Photography and a degree in Art Education. I have worked with children fore-ever, but don’t have any of my own quite yet 😉 I have learned so much from watching the amazing parents I get to work with, they truly inspire me everyday and it makes me excited, anxious, nervous and happy about having some little ones of my own! This can be surprising as many photographers come from first photographing their own kids and finding their passion in this. So many ask how did I get into this. While my husband and I lived in St. Louis for 3 years I began working in the hospitals doing newborn photography–this is where my niche and patience came from. I truly learned so much! While working there I photographed over 1500 newborns and took that knowledge into creating my own business. I opened my studio in Denver in February 2013 and have been growing ever since. My hope is to create unique images in which you become the subject of your own artwork. I am a natural light photographer with a desire to help you hold onto those moments that pass so quickly. Whether it is your baby’s first 5 days in this world, their 1 year birthday, an engagement, a family reunion or a wedding day, I am there to be your personal memory maker! I have created this blog post to help answer those questions that are frequently asked. If you ever have more, leave a comment and I will be sure to address it. Thank you for allowing this passion to unfold into a career where I get to meet amazing families as yourself!

What to wear for your family sessions?
This is SO SO SO important, so if you aren’t sure, just ask! The most important aspect of this question is COMPLIMENT, DON’T MATCH! Sometimes it is easier for mom to pick out her outfit and then pick a color from that to accent on the kids and dad. Colors I always suggest are navy, maroon and yellow ochre {golden color}. Also if you have a quilt or special blanket, bring it along to add an even more personal touch!
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Here is a pinterest board I have with some suggestions as well!
http://www.pinterest.com/tablaki/clothing-ideas-for-photo-sessions/

We are interested in the digital negatives, is that possible to purchase?
With every package I currently give the digital files. You will receive an online gallery for 30 days with your images. With this you can send to family and friends for them to view, download and share on your social media sites. I will also mail you a flash drive with a photo release form so you can print.
Wanna see what you will receive? Your photo release form is a file on the flash drive so no need to remember to bring that when going to print! You will also receive a blog post and a 30 day online gallery for family and friends to view, download, share and print from! If you decide to do a milestone package where I get the absolute pleasure of photographing your newborn at 6 months and one year then you have the option of flash drives or an online gallery for 1 year where you can download them straight to your computer! Best part about these galleries is that you aren’t responsible for getting your friends and family images, they can download them all on their own 🙂
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What kind of editing do you do? And Is there an extra charge for editing?

Every image you receive will be a high resolution edited file. There is no extra charge for editing as it is part of the creative process and I want you to have the perfect final product!
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Do you use a professional printer?
I have an amazing printer I use that sends your images straight to you! We can print birth announcements, prints, standouts, canvases, albums- you name it, we can do it! I am also happy to help you design a layout in your house!
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Here is a look into my studio space

This space is mainly for newborns and almost all family sessions are done outside of the studio to give more of a variety for families. I am happy to do 1-2 year and under in here to eliminate distraction during the session 🙂 oh and if it’s too cold out we can always accommodate by using the studio or even better, at your home! Here you can see my space is all natural light, white walls, white couch, no odd colors to reflect on your beautiful skin. This helps to keep everything very natural.
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And here’s the office side where your precious photos will be edited!
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A little look into home sessions!
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And some more outdoor Family Sessions to get an idea of locations!
Wallace Park- DTC
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Daniels Park- Castle Pines Parkway
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City Park- Denver
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Chataqua Park

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Wash Park
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Crestmoor Park
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Red Rocks
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Castle Rock Open Space
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Chatfield State Park
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