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A lifestyle family and newborn photographer seeking to create the space that allows for us to thrive in the joy, the exhaustion, the engagement, the heritage that is family.

01/18/2026

2016.

The best year of my [adulting it] life. Having a newborn prompted me to live contentedly in the present like never before (and quite honestly, never again). I didn’t feel weighed down by unmet dreams or future aspirations. The pressure to “become something” by the age of 30 had passed. We were on staff at a church with a pastor who paved the way for much needed healing after Jordan’s soul crushing church leadership experience. One that had changed the trajectory of everything. The thought of moving to NY to raise our children was still a healthy anticipation before it became a desperate plea. Home felt safe because we hadn’t been kicked out of it three times. My brother and bonus mom-in-law were here and deeply loved, even while illness began its thievery. Our marriage had not yet been taunted and pulled at. I hadn’t yet watched two loved ones die nor yet wept bitterly over them. I relished in the beauty of every moment. Of life in my arms and family still a phone call away. It was the perfect year and I knew it. My brother asked me about life with a little and I remember telling him I had never lived more contentedly. A friend asked me about my dreams, and I said I didn’t have any - which was not a sentiment I had ever expressed but there was immense freedom in it.

There are experiences that draw out the richness of life, but sometimes much of life’s experiences remind us of our fragility, our inadequacy, and our downright pathetic-ness. We fail each other on a regular basis, remain subject to the decisions of others, and must navigate how to live in life after tragedy and even loss. 10 years and my heart is tired.

But.

God is good to mingle joy with heartache. Four times I have held a child in my arms at their first breath. I have seen life emerge after death. I have carried these words with immense gratitude and hope.

“In this world you will have trouble. But take heart. I have overcome the world.” -Jesus

#2016

01/14/2026

That face. The one just as you’re telling them how much joy they bring you, or how happy their smile makes you, or how well they just did on that drawing, or how proud you are that they were willing to share.

Age is not an indicator. Such a face can show itself when we commend an act of kindness or personal victory or standing up for what is right.

It’s that face that shows you how your words matter, and affirmation from a parent speaks longer and harder than, dare I say, anyone else.

Find ways, perhaps every day, to draw out that face, because you are speaking LIFE into your children.

01/11/2026

I’m aging and I can see it. So can my children, as they’ve made it a point to call out the aging version of myself. Perhaps it’s having that fourth little, or the last few years of burden that are showing on my face. Deep lines, gray hairs… the reasons that women run to skin care and beauty products and even medical intervention. We may have our different reasons for not wanting to show our age, even apart from the culturally baked in idea that youth is a god, but aging gracefully as it were is not the story we’re motivated to tell. The temptation is to drain both our pockets and our mental capacity on convincing time to stand still, even while we know that’s not possible. The deep line streaking down my cheek has definitely convinced me to drink more water and actually start putting that vitamin E on my face, but I have to choose now how much I am going to let this awareness of aging take over before it takes over me. Before I indirectly ask Jordan to support my skin care regime. Before I let my kids believe that life is only best lived when you’re young. Before I start to convince myself that value is lost when age is gained. I can feel all of those things from just a few wrinkles, and the shift towards those falsities becoming truth is a road I cannot be willing to travel. You and I may not be called young anymore, but we are also not only our age. While age is a byproduct of time, you were called to a life well lived with every moment of time that you were given.

Behind the Shot: There’s something about these in between moments that I love. The gazes fixated on one another, reminiscent of a look you might find without a photographer present. The distracted gazes of those in the perimeter that causes your eye to focus in on the center. The composition that is opposite of what a good portrait should be, utilizing the upper third rather than the lower third. It’s not a photo that would show up in a master class or a family album, but this is how we freeze time as we so longingly hope for. We capture moments that remind us what it looks like to love.

12/25/2025

The relief comes to us just as it seems to come for Santa Claus. The end of a long, hard night - albeit joyful - “I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight, Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night.” Can’t you feel the exhale, the whisking away, the finality of an exhausting job well done? While the joy is prevalent, the simultaneous exhale is all too real. Like Santa, you once again found every ounce of effort - every cookie baked, every present wrapped, every list checked off and meal prepared - immensely worthwhile. Even worth bearing repetition. Because we mamas know that while the hard intentionality of tradition, and memory, and generosity envelop us, there is something sacred about permitting Christmastime to be a marker of good cheer that we can gift to our children. A comfort they will rely on when the magic itself eludes them. Wrap such tireless effort with the awe filled birth of a King, and there becomes no greater celebration than that of Christmas. Merry Christmas friends, and to all a good night.

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Behind the photo: Pre-Holiday Portrait Pop Ups and Anberlin was asleep on me while the other three rushed off with friends to the dessert table. But my first session was happening in just a few minutes so I managed to entice them back to the studio set up, hand Anberlin to our eldest, and snap a photo before she wanted to be back in mamas arms and the others could only think about their pumpkin muffins. Sometimes all you have is a moment, but so long as you have it.

11/16/2025

The neighbors just put up Christmas lights, so I guess it’s time to start thinking about those Christmas cards ✨ Grateful to be the on site photographer for this years Holiday Pop Up in Oswego, IL! Family portrait sessions are an easy, studio style 15 minutes, and then you can stay and shop the event!

Book it here! 👇🏼
https://www.jenniferlucrezio.com/popupportraits/

Would love to see you there!!

🤍Jennifer

11/09/2025

For the first time ever, I will be offering petite, studio style FAMILY sessions at this years Holiday Pop Up shopping event in Oswego! Feeling incredibly grateful that I have been invited to be the on site photographer among other local and women owned businesses. Book your portrait session in advance, but stay to shop!

Booking link and event details here✨
www.jenniferlucrezio.com/popupportraits/

09/23/2025

Do you trust me? I first think of Aladdin with outstretched hand, convincing Jasmine to go on a magic carpet ride with her. Though trust is of course far more significant than Disney could allude. Trust is a poignant expression of acceptance often mixed with a relinquishing of pride. No matter which side of the scale holds the heavier weight, we often have a tough time handing trust over. Whether that person, i.e. me at a photography session, is worthy of trust is sometimes less about the person themselves and more about how you’ve decided to perceive them against yourself. If I did a poor job the last photo session, you could mistrust me because of me (in which case you don’t need to feel obligated to book me again.). Though if my work has given you no reason to mistrust me, then either you’re unwilling to embrace my ability to succeed, or pride would keep you from being able to let someone else excel. We are all subject to mistrust, but when we do, it might be worth asking why. Has this person broken trust from the onset, or do I need to call out my own limitations? Because when you see people as capable of beautiful things without your expertise, then you will that much more be given a place at their table.

09/16/2025

I fell into photography somewhat haphazardly. No one mentored me towards the lens. I have no classes under my belt save one free online workshop that I found my way to in the throes of Covid. What before that began as a borrowed Canon Rebel, intended to capture the beauty of creation as we twice traveled America in all its splendor, soon became an artistic outlet that rescued my creative deprived self as music began to take a back seat.

Though as the number of faces before me grew and families entrusted me to capture what most refer to as being gone with a finger snap, I found more than my love for golden hour’s light grow. I started to see you in your children’s faces. I started to notice the moments between siblings that form the friendship of childhood. I started to understand the fleeting nature of motherhood in how we say hello and goodbye to seasons and stages regularly. I started to have compassion on the weary and admiration for the abundantly patient. I started to have longings for your plight. That the challenges would sit alongside affirmation. That the shortcomings would lure in intentionality. That you would engage the depth of family not by increasing in extracurriculars and side hustles and weariness, but by bringing family close with the simplicity of a meal around the table.

You may know me as the girl that takes your family photos or your child’s school pictures or spring recital dance portraits, but my heart is for far more than photographs. It resonates the deep conviction that “life begins at home” and pictures are only the start of seeing in front of us that which ought have our hearts.

09/10/2025

“These are absolutely gorgeous! … To see her look at the gallery this morning, beaming, clicking favorite on so many images, warmed my mama heart!”

And mine too ❤️

05/03/2025

We have not spent our days pursuing wealth.

Jordan and I have strived to be generous in both plenty and pittance, stewarded what we’ve been given, risked responsibly, and grown ever aware of how to put value on our work rather than letting others determine our worth. Still we find ourselves feasting on the modest and wondering why reward seems limited to those willing to either walk in greater risk or those that mock honor with their riches.

The word “fair” is perhaps tossed about too carelessly, as most of us think that we deserve fairness as it benefits us, when in actuality we probably deserve less than we think. Still, fair - however you see it - is not the way of the world. Respect is not rewarded with riches. Generosity is not rewarded with justice. Hard work is not rewarded with hefty payouts. At least there’s no guarantee of that algorithm working in your favor.

The temptation then is to cut corners. To risk too haphazardly and accredit it foolishly to faith. To turn once pure passion into players that know how to roll the dice. To give when it can only be given back to you with dividends. To call it God’s blessing when in reality it’s the way you paved for yourself.

I will ashamedly admit that entitlement straggles closely alongside my pride, but it is far from the way of faith, and poverty will indeed come on the upright while the faithless flourish. King David crumbled wearily at this truth over and over again, and his songs give us insight into his grievances as to how the world works. But… the wisest part of us will say “Praise God when the turning of my circumstances bring glory to His name, but praise God all the same when my burdens remain unchanged.”

04/26/2025

I live in constant tension with reality and hope. This is probably why Jordan has been able to refer to me as having the disposition of both “glass-half-empty” and “Disney princess” (aka “I want more…”, yes, thank you Ariel.)

As a family we have practiced verbally expressing our gratitude around the breakfast table for a handful of years now. Much of this because I knew that for my own heart, gratitude is the only thing that paves way for contentment. No matter the difficulty of certain circumstances, they begin to pale, or at least become lighter to wade through, when held against all that is good and beautiful.

Still, I have a choice to make. The “I want more” version of myself can see what I don’t have and call it beautifully tragic for it being out of reach, but I need to step back and consider if I really believe that what God has provided is better. And if it is, then I guess the half empty glass can look pretty full after all.
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04/15/2025

Mamas and Mod Minis are here! My favorite (well, and only) petite sessions 🤍 Because I just love and want to celebrate you as a mama that much.

and yours truly are coming to you with year number FOUR of Mamas and Mod Minis. The morning comes complete with a 20 minute photo session, a refreshing beverage or glass of wine, a $25 Mod Stitch gift card, and a collection of 15 images featuring you and your children.

It’s all happening the morning of Saturday, April 26 from 10-Noon right at Mod’s Yorkville location.

Secure your spot here! 👇🏼
http://jenniferlucrezio.com/mamas-and-mod/

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