As my business has grown and I've gotten more busy, it's been difficult for me to carve out time to capture my own kids. I would start to feel guilty when I'd have endless files full of clients' children, and hadn't picked up my camera at home in weeks.

Then it hit me one day. I didn't need to set up some sort of special scenario every time I wanted to take pictures of my kids. I first picked up my camera to capture their childhood. And childhood doesn't just live in the special outfits and the grand locations. Infact it really doesn't even happen there at all.

It's the every day, day to day that matters most. The little moments that I know I'm going to forget all too quickly. So I began a journey over the last year to really up my photography game at home. It's part of the reason that I started this blog. To have a space to share all of the big and little things that I create with my children and everything in between.

And now picking up my camera at home is like a breath of fresh air. It's not something I feel guilty about when I don't do it enough or something that causes stress to any of us. It's fun. It brings me peace. It helps me learn. And some days, it's exactly what I need.

When I find myself knee deep in client work (which I love, don't get me wrong) and struggling to continue staring at a screen for another 2 hours, I pick up my camera and follow my kids into their world to escape for a while.

And what we create, no matter how simple or silly, always makes my heart sing.