Your Missoula Birth Photographer

Fresh, just minutes old. If you are a birth, baby, mama geek like me, you are going to be in love with your baby’s fresh head. They smell other worldly- and that totally makes sense to me. Be ready for a surreal, transformational experience.
Consider birth photographer with me, so that I can hand you back a concrete story. I have 9/10 mamas tell me they really couldn’t remember much, or that they had a blurred memory. 10/10 mamas see their birth story and are in awe of moments I documented for them, that they either didn’t know had taken place or just can’t wrap their minds around how I GOT THAT SHOT!
I am there for you. Mikaela Marie DiBerardinis​ and I vlogged yesterday about birth photography and one thing we talked about is how our services are more that just showing up on a spontaneous day at 2am and staying for an unpredictable amount of time ( which that in itself is epic) BUT that we also extend ourselves to being the solid care and peer to touch base with , once we are booked. I have clients text or call and chat about delayed cord clamping, new stretch marks, what they are eating, toddler angst, induction, emotions, and so on. We are part of your birth team. During birth, if applicable – we extend to chat with a nervous dad, or be a lesion to the nursing staff so that Dad can stay by mamas side. I have walked the halls with a client while her husband slept on the couch. I have sat with a mama and watched TV and shared birth/ mama stories- while she labored.
Then take all that- add on the gear, the back up gear, the ability to shoot in any lighting situation.
Then the willingness to hold space and reverence for life and death, and take all those stories home with us, in our minds, body, and hearts.
The service doesn’t end there.
24 hours later a handful of images are already edited and in your email so you can share with family and friends.
4 weeks later 100- 250 edited images are presented to the mama of her Birth Story-of a FAMILY STORY- to cherish and love for a lifetime.
2/3 of my clients become everyday friends- coffee dates, lunches, hikes. No matter what- I always remember you and I always remember your baby and your birth story. ALWAYS.

Newborn photography. Missoula. Jacole Johnson

Bring baby in for a deeply nurturing session. This is a slow time. A time when it’s more important to delight in your exquisite newborn than anything else. I want to see you nurture. The way your hands delicately hold and cradle the small perfect babe you created. The skin, that’s new and the skin that has loved.

The dog hair of Life.

Almost a calendar year ago I had a great conversation with a birth mama client. She was telling me how she had recently referred my services to a friend of hers- a home birth mama. That woman replied that she wasn’t quite sure of having the photography done because her house wasn’t pretty and she didn’t want to worry about the mess and dog hair- she might be embarrassed to have me there and to photograph that.My client went on to say that she knew all that wasn’t a big deal and that I myself, had mess, and four kids and a dog. But not everyone does. Not everyone knows this. We discussed all the things that we understand as mothers, but when we aren’t connecting enough, or I AM NOT CONNECTING enough to a client base that is inviting me into a very intimate time- I am missing out on the understanding- if I too don’t share. I can be swimming in the current, in the fast, in the slow, in the depths of motherhood right along side you but you still won’t know me- I get it.

I have the most beautiful sunlight stream through my front room windows, the hard wood floors pick up the warmth and the yellow of the walls make the atmosphere so inviting- all ready for an afternoon nap maybe. And there is Golden Retriever dog hair everywhere. Hair under the piano stuck in the foot pedal, hair under the couch, on the backside of the couch and up the arm rest sides. When a door is open and shut the draft picks up hair and tornadoes it around the room. We vacuum, of course we do. At one point, one summer a long, long time ago- I took up vacuuming twice a day, that’s how much dog hair there was. That was unrealistic to think I was going to keep that up. So, I didn’t after a few weeks. We live with it because we loved her, Sugar, and now we love him, Jonas! But I get it, I get the dog hair everywhere and in the spaghetti.

Sugar, at the very end.