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Last New Years, I decided to choose a word for the year. That word was “growth”.  Ironically, I found out shortly after New Years that I was growing our sweet little girl.  We had a long 10 months of infertility treatments to get pregnant with our now 2 year old, so this was the sweetest, most unexpected news.  Last year, I grew. I grew a baby. I grew in my confidence as a photographer. I grew in my personal life. I grew in my work. I grew in ways that can’t be measured.

This year, I chose the word “change”.  I have decided to change the way I run my business. Change our finances. Change how much I work vs. how much I’m home. Change how much I photograph my children’s lives. Change my really outdated blog 🙈.   I am so moved to change this year.   In the spirit of that, I have been updating the prints on our walls to include our whole family of 5.  (I’m a terrible mom, and most of our wall photos are just Logan-our twelve year old- and us from before our littlest kids😂)    As I was pulling photos from this last year, I realized that I have so many photos of Sam, our two year old, and obviously of Raegan, our 3 month old.  I have photos of Logan and Sam together. I have photos of the three of them together. I have photos of Sam and Raegan, and Logan and Raegan.  But I don’t have many photos of Logan.  Just Logan. See, somewhere in his tween-ness, my soon-to-be thirteen year old is off playing saxophone in the band, and playing flag football, and playing with his friends, and doing his homework, and hanging out in his room, and I just… missed it.  I have some photos of his concert, and I have some photos of him playing football.  But I forgot to document the majority of his year.  You see, after I’ve photographed him making gingerbread houses for the 6th time, I guess I just felt like it wasn’t magical anymore. He isn’t little.  He doesn’t push a chair up to look in the fridge.  Most of what he does isn’t new or learning a new skill.  I felt a huge rush of guilt. I had done what so many people do. I had stopped photographing my (almost) teen.

So today, I put both of the littles down for a nap, I grabbed my camera, and I sat. I sat with Logan in his room while he listened to his records, and drew in his book. I listened to his stories about the MASH games he plays with his cousins, and how much he loves the sound of the pops when he drops the needle on the record, just before the music plays.  I watched him lay in his bed and look so big and so little.  He told me about his list of places he wants to go, and which records he wants to buy next.  I started looking around his room, and I almost commented (for the millionth time) about how cluttered his room is and how he needs to clean it the heck up.  But as I looked things all over his shelves and tucked into corners, and hanging from the closet… they’re not just clutter. He had CD’s and vinyl stacked. There’s a picture of his grandparents that he says is his favorite photo in his room. The beads we brought him back from Hawaii when he was 8. Bracelets and pamphlets from trips we’ve taken line his dresser and shelves, and chapsticks are perched everywhere. Football trophies, his Super Bowl rings.   School projects from elementary school that he’s still proud of.  It hit me that this isn’t clutter. This isn’t just stuff. He has surrounded himself with things that he loves. I mean really really loves.

By the end, we were jumping on the bed and throwing pillows at each other. Logan came up with some really funny ideas on how to display all his money he’s saved recently for our trip to Europe to buy souvenirs 😂  It was so fun. I feel like I got to know him all over again. I thought he would be reluctant to hang out with me, and even more so for me to have my camera. In reality, I think he wanted it as much as I did.  and I have to tell you, photographing my t(w)een was just as magical as ever. <3



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  • Joni Bilderback - omg. INCREDIBLE. Thank you for sharing! You are the kind of mom I want to be someday –always an inspiration to me <3ReplyCancel

This year was a pretty big year over here. I worked a little less, and really focused on growth (including growing another tiny human!)  I have worked on not being afraid of new ideas or trying new things.  I put my heart out here with these campfire minis. I have wanted to do them for two years, but was so worried if they would be as well received as I hoped they would. and I have to tell you, the response has been amazing. I am so excited for this weekend full of campfire-y goodness! If you missed the original posts, this promo was a rough preview of the set. I wanted to display the story telling of these sessions and what better way than a family with 5 boys!  I have so many more trees for this background so it feels super forest-y as well as cuddly! Anyone know many more -y words can I use before I’m being too cutesy? ;)  I cannot wait for Friday when I can get all the glorious pine scented saplings set up!

If you are still interested in one of these (and I mean, why wouldn’t you be), there are only TWO spots left.  Come roast marshmallows, drink some hot cocoas, and love on your family. Those are the only expectations <3 These are low stress, very little direction. Just come and have fun! You can email or fill out the contact form. :)

Now for what you’ve all been waiting for!


I used the random number generator to pick the winner out of 66 entries! And the winner of the FREE campfire mini is…


Woooooooooo. CASSI. Yeahhyyaaaaaaaa!! Please email me to redeem your campfire mini session!

I have one more surprise below, so don’t exit out just yet!

Campfire images

Reading through all of these sweet comments of people excited for the chance to come out and camp it up with me, I couldn’t help but notice that four people entered for someone else, and three of these were for them same person. I cannot tell you how heartwarming that was to me.  I have never heard anything short of incredible things about this person and her big beautiful family.  and although its not a campfire mini ;)  I would love to give away a FULL family session (with all the love and images that comes with) to…


Thank you all SO much for everything! I can’t wait to share all of the warm fire fun this weekend! <3

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I will forever be in awe of births, and the few days that follow. These are the most beautiful, incredibly intimate moments, that I get to document. I just will never be able to put that feeling into words!

Little Abram was born on March 8, 2016 into the sweetest (literally the sweetest) family.  Alicia, Adam, Addy, and Abram are now a family of four! I showed up in the afternoon to photography Addy meeting her little brother for the first time. I can’t even tell you how important these sessions are! My son, Logan, still says that the best day of his life was meeting his little brother, and I can’t imagine not having those photos! <3

Addy was completely in love. She kept talking about how tiny his nose was, his chin, his hands. She giggled every time Abram moved. When she was holding him, she looked up at her dad and said “do you want to touch the baby, dad?” and of course he did. Not even a minute later, she takes his hand off of Abram and says “Ok dad, not too much” 😂

I am so honored to have been there to photograph little Abram on his birthday!


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Josh & Veronica killed it again! After their insane thunderstorm proposal/engagement, we were gearing up for an equally stunning engagement session. I really wanted a location that was as gorgeous as they are, so we headed to Fenton Lake, NM in the Jemez!  and I’ll be honest, I’m crushing pretty hard on their whole session!   I don’t think you can get much better than a frozen lake, and the perfect mix of snow and trees. and how about that windy river?! I cannot begin to tell you how excited I am to photograph their August wedding this year!


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I come from a two parent household. My parents are still married to this day, as are both of their parents. My first real experience with single parenthood, in all honesty, was with my sister. She found herself young and pregnant with someone who did not want to be a father.  I helped her change diapers, I held my niece when she cried. I babysat on many occasions. I was there for her as much as anyone could be.  But at the end of the day, I can’t say that I ever really knew what she was really feeling. When my niece was 3, my sister enrolled herself in school and met her wonderful husband to their now three adorable children. It was a perfect happy ending, and in all honesty, I hadn’t thought much about it again. Not in any real context. Not in the kind of moments and feelings that she had when her daughter was small. I didn’t know. If I could walk back in time and hold my sister when she was 19 and tell her she was doing everything right, I would. I would tell her over and over and over again. And If you are reading this, I want you to know… you did everything right. I’m so proud of who you are, and what an incredible parent you are.

In 2012, I was moving back home to New Mexico at a very low point in my life. Little did I know that within a month, I would meet two boys that would change absolutely everything. While I was living in Washington, then New Jersey, traveling to other countries, and eventually leaving a damaging relationship, my now husband, Edd, was here raising a little boy who would soon be mine too.  I met Logan when he was 7.  He was a shy little ball of energy and sweet smiles. Hearing him laugh for the first time is in the top five best moments of my life.

My life was perfect. I had found everything I’d ever wanted.  Just before Logan’s 9th birthday (the weekend before, actually!), I married his Dad.

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I couldn’t imagine a more perfect wedding day. I married the man of my dreams, and I gained a son, who was an excellent Best Man, by the way!  My heart was indescribably full. For weeks before the wedding, Logan was stressing about his speech. I told him not to worry! I suggested he talk about his favorite memory with his dad, and his favorite memory with me, and how he feels about us getting married, and that was all there was to it! On our wedding day, Logan stood up in front of everyone with the microphone in one hand, his speech in the other, and his Uncle Chris at his back for moral support, and he told a story about his birthday one year. He said that his Dad had gotten a chocolate pie from Village Inn that night, and that they stayed up really late, and he got to eat as much pie as he wanted! He was so full! When they were both stuffed, his Dad had taken the rest of the pie and thrown it in the trashcan, but the trash bag fell in and the chocolate pie ended up all over the trash can. “and we still have that trash can with a chocolate stain,” Logan said in his speech.

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We were all in tears from both laughing and crying.

View More: couple of years ago, we decided to make a photo book for each year of Logan’s life. (Huge shoutout to, because we ADORE their books!)  When we started making these books, I was introduced to a life that I didn’t know. It was a life that I wasn’t a part of. There were hundreds of photos of Logan’s sweet face, from birth to now, organized perfectly by year and month. All of the places he would fall asleep, his first time playing in snow, their Disney trips. What I started to realize was that my husband was a single parents. For 7 years. I had known this, of course, but it wasn’t until I saw their photos of those 7 years that it really truly hit me. He was doing this alone.

That birthday Logan was talking about in his speech was his third birthday.  He was 3 years old, eating pie late at night, and it is his favorite memory with his dad. Not because it was a big event, or because he got great presents. It was a quiet night at home, laughing and eating pie with his dad.

and there it was, sitting in a slew of photos of freshly turned 3 year old Logan. A self timer photo of my two favorite boys, sitting at a tiny kids table eating chocolate pie together.

Logan will be able to look back at this photo with fondness and nostalgia forever. I don’t think he will ever forget that chocolate pie. But as I sat there and looked at that self timer photo, I suddenly, all at once, felt the gravity of single parenthood. It’s rewarding, and beautiful.. but it’s lonely. It’s isolating. It’s hard. I’m sitting here writing this while my husband plays video games with our now 11 year old, and our 18 month old is sound asleep, and I can’t imagine doing this alone. Raising children is messy and chaotic and consuming, and I’m not doing it alone.  I want to step into this photo, sit at that table, and laugh with them. I want to take photos of them together, and jump in to their self timed group shots.  I want to put 3 year old Logan to bed on his birthday, and kiss his little forehead, and touch his sweet curly hair.  I want to hold 2008 Edd and tell him he is doing everything right. You did everything right.

I recently hit 2,000 likes on my Facebook fan page, and I’ve been holding out on doing a giveaway, because I wanted to tell you this story first.  I wanted you all to know how close this giveaway is to my heart.  I wanted you to understand.

I am giving away 2 FULL family sessions to single parents.  I want to tell your story. I want to photograph you making memories with your children. I want to come into your home and bake cookies or play games, I want to come with you on an ice cream outing, or a date to the dollar theater. I want to photograph you on a picnic in your living room in a fort.  I want to give you something beautiful and real to hold onto.


So here is what I need from you! I need you to nominate your single parent friends. I need you to nominate yourself. I want you to tell me about your story, or your friends stories.  Tell me who deserves this. Help me find the parents that are sacrificing everything for their children, so that I can give back to them.  Help me show them how beautiful their life is, and help me show them that they are doing everything right.

Please share this blog post so that it can find it’s way to these parents!  All nominations/stories can be emailed to or through the contact form.

Winners will be announced on Christmas Day, December 25, 2016.

I can’t wait to meet you.

Wedding Photos by Joni Bilderback Photography
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  • Becky Morrison - I would like to nominate my best friend Sam Schaff for this amazing prize. She has been raising her beautiful daughter Chloe by herself (with the help of her awesome mom Liz) ever since her husband passed away from brain cancer in 2011 when Chloe was just 18 months. Chloe is now almost 7 and is the happiest child you could ever meet. Sam has recently overcome some tough struggles of her own and I can’t think of anyone who deserves this more than she does.ReplyCancel