Caitlin Renn Photography

Caitlin Renn Photography Southeastern OH Wedding + Lifestyle Photographer serving OH, WV, & PA. Available for destination wed

My kids were playing in one of those quintessential summer rainstorms yesterday—out on the trampoline in the pouring rai...
08/11/2026

My kids were playing in one of those quintessential summer rainstorms yesterday—out on the trampoline in the pouring rain, each of them running and jumping and laughing, completely soaked and completely happy.

And I kept thinking about how much of life is made up of moments like that.

The ordinary ones that somehow become the ones you remember.

Which feels especially fitting after Liz + Nick’s wedding this past weekend. Because beneath the beautiful dress and the flowers and all the things that made this day beautiful, there was something much simpler happening: two people beginning a life together.

A life that will be full of ordinary Mondays and summer storms. Of laughter and hard days and children jumping on trampolines. Of growing older and changing and learning how to love each other through all of it.

And maybe that’s why I love photographing weddings so much. Not just because of the beauty of the day, but because I get to witness the very beginning of a story that will be so much bigger than the wedding itself.

Here’s to the beginning Nick + Liz, and to everything still to come. 🥂

I photographed their engagement session a few years back. Back then I asked Thomas to lift Chrissy up and spin her aroun...
08/07/2026

I photographed their engagement session a few years back. Back then I asked Thomas to lift Chrissy up and spin her around in some beautiful golden hour light. This time, I asked Thomas to lift their son up high while Chrissy snuggled in close to both of them.

And I guess I just want to say that I don’t think I’ll ever get used to the privilege of being invited back—to witness the way love grows, changes, and deepens over the years. To photograph not just the beginning of a story, but the chapters that come after.

I just finished An Ocean Full of Angels by Peter Kreeft. And I think it’s safe to say that it’s the best book I’ve ever ...
07/29/2026

I just finished An Ocean Full of Angels by Peter Kreeft. And I think it’s safe to say that it’s the best book I’ve ever read. It’s not an easy read. It’s the kind of book that demands something of you.

It asks you to look beyond what’s visible—to pursue truth, to choose real connection over distraction, and to remember that the world is far richer than what our eyes can see. Truth, beauty, and love aren’t abstractions; they’re woven into ordinary, every day moments if we’re willing to pay attention.

That’s what I hope these images do.

Not just preserve what happened, but reveal what was always there: the tenderness of a mother holding her little girl, the quiet beauty of an ordinary afternoon. The kind of love that shapes a life.

There is more to this world than meets the eye. I hope we never stop looking for it.

And if you’re looking to round out your summer reading with something both deeply poetic and profound, read. this. book. Just sayin’.

I’ve been sitting in the silence over here lately. Thinking about the nature of this work. And thinking, too, about the ...
05/12/2026

I’ve been sitting in the silence over here lately. Thinking about the nature of this work. And thinking, too, about the weight and grace and beauty and sacrifice so deeply entwined in marriage and family life.

Because what is the end goal of this life, really? How do we reach our sunset years and find peace in the life we’ve lived and the vows we’ve kept? When I’m 85, what will be the thing that mattered most?

I like to think I’ll pull out these photographs. I like to think I’ll pull these out and rock in a chair outside and sit with the goodness that was ours. To remember that we were here. That our story mattered. That there was joy and light and all things good — and that in the end, this kind of love was the whole point.

Maybe that’s why photographs matter so much to me. They remind us that love was real and tangible. That grace existed in the ordinary. That amidst the sacrifice, there was so much beauty. That He was present, every step of the way. ♥️

Photos by , whose work I’ve respected and admired for many years now. I’ll treasure these forever, Bri.

It will never be lost on me — the honor of being invited in.Into the once-in-a-lifetime, butterflies-in-your-stomach kin...
04/13/2026

It will never be lost on me — the honor of being invited in.

Into the once-in-a-lifetime, butterflies-in-your-stomach kind of days… the “we’re getting married” and “we’re having a baby” moments that change everything.

And also into the beautifully ordinary ones — the slow afternoons, growing families, the in-between seasons that don’t always feel monumental, but somehow matter just as much.

This work lets me hold both.
The extraordinary and the everyday.
The beginnings, and all that comes after.

And I’ll never stop being grateful for you and yours, friends.

Being a little quieter on here recently was so, so good for my heart. This Lent was especially sweet—full of silence in ...
04/09/2026

Being a little quieter on here recently was so, so good for my heart. This Lent was especially sweet—full of silence in a way that felt really necessary. The kind that makes space to actually hear God’s voice again.

More time with the people right in front of me. More noticing, more gratitude, more living right where my feet are planted and less glued to my phone.

Not really sure what that means for this app, yet. But I do know I want to be more present together—put the phone down a little more, lean into the moments right in front of us, and make space to hear what really matters.

Happy Easter to you and yours, friends.

My neighbor’s house has a three-foot long icicle hanging from the roof. My kids had five snow days last week. We woke up...
02/02/2026

My neighbor’s house has a three-foot long icicle hanging from the roof. My kids had five snow days last week. We woke up one morning and it was -14 outside.
Negative.
Fourteen.

Winter is still very much committed to its storyline.

Some seasons ask us to wait — to be patient, to trust what we can’t see yet.
And some love stories quietly remind us why the waiting is worth it.

To say I’m looking forward to Abigail and Dylan’s spring wedding is a bit of an understatement!

I watched my kids play in a wind tunnel of snow today. And then watched my ten year old almost get blown over by said wi...
01/19/2026

I watched my kids play in a wind tunnel of snow today. And then watched my ten year old almost get blown over by said wind. And then my four year old cackled as he tumbled and rolled down a hill. And then my seven year old pretended to “skate” on the ice in the driveway.

And it’s supposed to be zero degrees this week.

So ok fine, sometimes my CA self does miss warm winter days.

Sometimes.

If you need me, I’ll be over here planning my garden and pretending there’s not a -17 degree windchill. Because this is how we survive winter, friends—a dusting of denial and dash of ever present hope. 😂

The holiday season is a beautiful and exhausting time to be Catholic.A friend said that to me recently, and I haven’t st...
01/13/2026

The holiday season is a beautiful and exhausting time to be Catholic.
A friend said that to me recently, and I haven’t stopped thinking about it.

The beauty: Advent waiting, Christmas joy, God choosing to come close.
The exhaustion: late nights, early mornings, extra Masses, kids who somehow need more snacks after church.

And now here we are—halfway through January—and I’m just now resurfacing on Instagram.
Which feels about right.

It’s reverent and real all at once. Sacred and human.
And maybe that’s what I want to carry into the new year—not more hustle or polish, but more presence. More attention to what’s holy and ordinary. More grace for the unfinished, the imperfect, the in-progress.

The quiet. The honest. The moments that last.
The same things I’m always looking for on a wedding day.

So here’s to a new year that doesn’t ask us to be brand new—
just a little more awake, a little more honest, and still very much human.

We didn’t do Christmas cards this year. Our tree is not Pinterest worthy. Our star is made of cardboard. We don’t have t...
12/18/2025

We didn’t do Christmas cards this year.
Our tree is not Pinterest worthy.
Our star is made of cardboard.
We don’t have trendy gifts or matching outfits or a million presents for each kid. We’re not baking all the things or doing all the crafts or going all the places.

But what we do have truly is perfect. Our tree is full of nostalgia—homemade ornaments from the kids over the years, the bits and bobs Alex saved from our honeymoon in Ireland, our beloved dog’s tags who passed recently. That cardboard star? Alex made it on our first married Christmas. Alex made it our first married Christmas, sitting on a hand-me-down couch after carrying our tree home from the Target parking lot. We had just decorated it with the few ornaments we had, and realized we had nothing for the top. So we sat on our shabby hand me down couch and he made a star out of whatever we had. It’s been eleven years, and that thing still going strong. I keep thinking I’ll replace it with something “better.” And every year, I can’t quite bring myself to do it.

And I guess that’s the point.

Christmas isn’t about us having it all figured out or beautifully done. This season is about slowing down, making room, and remembering why we’re here in the first place.

Jesus came quietly, without all the things,
and He changed everything.

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