10/15/2026
As busy season slows down, I’ve found myself reflecting on 6 years of Bailey Morgan Photography..6 years of miles driven, late nights editing, growing families, babies being born, couples getting married, and thousands of moments frozen in time. More than anything, I feel grateful.
Some of you found me 6 years ago and are still standing in front of my lens today. I’ve watched your babies become big kids and photographed pregnancies before meeting those babies earthside. You trust me to preserve seasons that move unbelievably fast, knowing someday these photographs will be framed, tucked into albums, and passed down to your children. Getting to create something your family may hold onto for generations will never be lost on me. Photographs are one of the few things that only become more valuable with time.
This business has given me more than I imagined. It has allowed me to be present for my children and build my work around my family. The funny thing is, I never really knew what I wanted to be. Photography had always been there. My Pa, who I miss dearly, loved photography, and we have albums of memories because he believed they were worth documenting. That love eventually found its way to me.
It wasn’t until I became a mom that photography became more than something I loved. I realized how quickly life moves, and something my Pa passed down became something I could build a life around—providing for my family, being present for my kids, and giving other families memories like he left for ours.
It’s easy to wonder if I should be doing more, but lately I remind myself: I’m already living something I once never knew was possible for me. There will be time to dream bigger. Right now, my kids are still home, and I get to be present for this chapter while doing something I genuinely love.
So, 6 years in, thank you. Whether you chose me once or continue to choose me year after year, I will never take it lightly. I still have moments where I think, “this is what I get to do with my life”. And wow, what a gift. 🤎