A Normal Day

On October 18th, my daughter was born and I became the mother of three children. Hundreds of miles away, on the same day, another baby girl was born and another woman added the third child to her family. We were complete strangers at that time, but our love of photography and family brought us together. We started to have a conversation about motherhood with images, because we tell stories with our cameras. Since some tales are so similar, and some are not, we decided to collaborate and share a photo a week from a normal day as a mother to three.

“Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in the pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return.”

― Mary Jean Irion

A sick day spent under the Christmas tree. How sick? Not much. How needed? Very.Photo by Olivia GattiFacebook :: Website

A sick day spent under the Christmas tree. How sick? Not much. How needed? Very.

Photo by Olivia Gatti

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there is this boy in your class.  he hits.  you have tried to befriend him.  you do as the teachers instruct when he gets angry.  everyone is afraid of him.  after months of walking on eggshells, you fought back.   ther…

there is this boy in your class.  he hits.  you have tried to befriend him.  you do as the teachers instruct when he gets angry.  everyone is afraid of him.  after months of walking on eggshells, you fought back.   there are scratches on your face to prove it.  as much as i don't want you to go through life solving your problems with your body, i also don't want you to ever let anyone lay a hand on you.  i am proud of you my little pink warrior.  

Photo by Heather Robinson Photography

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