Hello 2021. Welcome

As blood pooled up around my shoulders soaking into the gorgeous nursing bra I insisted I wear into surgery; I held her. 

I held her so close at the most awkward angle with the blue, tacky, plastic pressure cuff on one bicep- crushing it 

And intravenous tubing streaming out of my other hand

I held her. I felt her warmth and my tears burned my cheeks as they traveled and filled up my ears. 

I had some fierce mama beast mother hold on her, with one arm- ya know-

That hypothetical scene where if one person had mentioned taking her from me, some grace of gaia would have lunged me from the bed, literally spilling entrails- that were not sutured back into me- the free fist raging…

That didn’t have to happen…it’s just that intense.

Charge nurse, my sister, that day. Happened to be. After we had discussed that I rather not have her be my nurse ( strained dynamics). The hospital was under staffed so she was on the floor. The floor with me. She set my IV, she made everything as non-awkward as possible 

AND she gave me the gift that was the catalyst to my career. 

My sister asked if I wanted some pictures- fine yes, I said.

She captured that mama beast hold for me, she documented my husband cutting the cord- the photos gave me sight. The photos gave me a story, and gave me healing ( 3 previous cesarean births) and gave me life. 

Hello, welcome. I’m Jenna- creator, artist, mother. Birth keeper. And so much more. But thank you for being here. Your story is worthy and I will be your honored witness. 

I want to see your lines, the hard and soft. I want to love your skin through my honest photography. I want to savor your baby’s first moments with accurate, artful documentation. I want to show you, your power. Let me share with you my cesarean stories, I hope they warm your belly. Where there is shadow, I will capture it’s richness. Give me light, I will give it back unfiltered. I want your real. I want to be amongst the dust of your life.

I am a mother in Missoula Montana. I have four children. I am a wife. I know clutter & chaos. I know diapers on the back porch. I know golden retriever love, and the endless hair. I know sleepless nights, piled high dishes and breast milk engorgement. I am made of stretch marks and scar tissue. I am shaped by 9 years of breast feeding. I know feeling the weight of the world on my shoulders with a small, perfect babe in my lap. I know deep, loneliness. I know an abundance of joy and pride through motherhood.


My Professional Birth Photographer Affirmation

I am a birth photographer because documenting the transformative in women is priceless, powerful, humbling, validating, and essential to my clientele. It is essential to advocate for women and women’s birth choices. It is essential to uplift women in their birth story. It is a tool for healing and education. It is a way to build a community around women. It is also a private, secret story to relish in the heart and share with the child- the coming earth side.

The REVEAL Retreat

What would it take to see yourself with pure admiration?

Appreciating your vibrancy.
Honoring your empowered woman 

REVEAL has a retreat scheduled for February. We have decided to offer the holiday special through the end of January. Link is in the bio if you are open to the invitation of self-discovery

Can you see yourself in this pool of water...

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Goddess Divine Amy – REVEALED woman

A study in life and death and derma


This was my first experience where I was witness to the mighty tone of a midwife. I have heard some intense instructions before but this was a few page turns of a thick board book in comparison to just a verse.
Birth seconds feel like stretched out minutes and when baby is not in optimal flow..this time passing feels like a pause while holding your breathe while having a galaxy of aliveness and death dance and rush through your veins. The room is primal, thick, humid
911 was summoned.
Commands were given.


Movements in the room are curated, more precise at the same time spontaneous because this is birth.
A flash of fight flight or freeze lights up in my peripheral, a mental rolodex with client intake forms spins,
“In case of an emergency would you like me to keep documenting, stop or trust my judgment.? “
For 8ish years I have been told to trust my judgment. That is a huge risk to take on.
I keep shooting. Rapid fire shots followed by longer than usual pauses to reassess- where do I need to be to do my job but be out of the way of the medical birth team? Is my perceived importance actually valid? Is this next shot crucial to the story?
Just like a balloon releasing, but in the opposite direction- all the air gets let back into the room as baby takes his breaths.
911 walks into a managed and thriving space, they are called off.
Mother has already, seamlessly begun to nurture….
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The story settles deep into our derma.
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As the world around brushes at it like dust.
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But we know.
Birth keepers.
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