Tag Archives: baby photographer

Little flame | Baby photographer, Melbourne

A little butterfly so very adored.
Ready to take on the world.
Such a fire inside her…

Toes are for munching | Melbourne baby photography

Oh yes indeed, they are.

See you soon | Melbourne baby photography

I’ll be back soon following my sojourn to Sydney this weekend.
Stay safe, love and laugh with greatness.
x

To all of the Mamas | Baby photographer, Melbourne

To all the mamas…
Don’t forget your worth.
You are incredible beyond imagination.
You care and love like you’ve never known before.
You are someone’s whole world.
Such beauty exists in your giving.
Forgive mistakes, embrace all you have learnt.
In truth, you are as perfect as you need to be.

Little laughs | Baby photographer, Melbourne

If laughter is the best medicine, I am cured for a lifetime.
Nothing more sweet,
more wanted,
more joyful,
than laughter.
And I am blessed to fill my life with it.

Apples and Pears | Melbourne baby photography

A dainty little pear.
A sweet songbird.
The apple of her mama’s eye.

One Thursday | Baby photography, Melbourne

I can still hear her giggles in the air.
They linger, gently, like the scent of a beautiful perfume long after the wearer has left the room.
Cheeky, yes – but powerfully decisive and strong.
What an amazing young lady she is, and will become.

The sweet sound | Baby photographer, Melbourne

Of joy…

Oh dear friends, I promise I am still here!
I have had the good fortune of meeting so very many new, beautiful and amazing little people over the last couple of months.
I absolutely promise to share some of that beauty with you very soon.
In the meantime, embrace your joy.
Laugh. Loudly.
x

Return | Newborn Photography, Melbourne

Hello.
I am home.
So happy to see you.

The Reach | Melbourne baby photographer

Out of all of the images I captured of her this day, this was my favourite.
A pure and authentic representation of a stage that has probably since already passed.
Fingers creeping, desperately inching their way towards the object of her affection with almost caterpillar-like control.
The mouth opens, the eyes remain fixed.
In that moment, just before she learned to reach far enough to complete her quest, she was fiercely dependent.
These genuine times are ones I treasure most.