05/10/2026
Mothering Myself To Loving My Body
I started my social media journey 15 years ago by sharing my photographs of mothers. I have always been drawn to photographing motherhood… the crest of a ripe, pregnant belly has always pulled at my heartstrings.
But it wasn’t until I became a mother myself, contending with breastfeeding and the healing I needed to do around my own body image, that I found my true photographic love: the postpartum body.
After decades of body hatred, I photographed thousands of women while learning how to mother myself back to loving my own body, just as I did when I was a small child dancing freely.
It took time. But inspired by the need to teach my son how to love his own "one wild and precious" body, I realized I had to mother myself, too. Now, I can say I love this body. I love this body that has been pregnant three times and given birth once. I love the rolls and the dimples of life-giving cellulite. I love that she is visibly aging.
I love her even on the days I don’t particularly like her, because that is what mothers do. We love even on the hard days.
Thank you to every precious soul in these photos, a small sample of the thousands I’ve been blessed to capture over the last 15 years. Thank you for being the beautiful mothers you are, so that I could learn how to better mother myself.
Also, thank you to my precious mother, d’Rachael, who birthed me and is the most wonderful mother. Mothering myself for me means I also love my first Mother, I need all the mothering I can get!