bullying and breastfeeding

First, I want to start and tell you all a little journey about my photography career. Ive always had an interest in photography but my husband and I could never afford to spend $700 on my camera, let alone the rest of the equipment to go with it so i never really decided to act on it until this year. but I want you all to know that I was threatened to be sued by who I thought was family. People that I took in when they were literally homeless because thats the people my husband and I want to be. caring, loving individuals especially to our family. I was being cyber bullied, though comments werent directly made to me they were about me being a photocopy etc. But now as I look back I am the original copy. I have never once been fake about who I am. I didnt pretend to be anyone im not. Im not stealing others ideas. I started taking photos behind the scenes as something I wanted to be my original thing, I wanted to blog for my original thing, and all this does is help me strive to be even better. Because I know that deep down I am my own original copy, and I dont need anyone to reassure me of that. I dont need to cyber bully people for wanting to follow their dreams. I will work with them and help them. If they have a question ill answer it, if they need advice ill give it because that is who i was taught to be. But i want everyone to always remember, that there are some pretty crappy people who will do anything to bring you down. DON'T LET THEM. Thats what they want, the want to see you fail. It'll make things so much better for you to succeed without anyones approval but your own. I know that I am doing a damn good job, as a wife, as a mother, and a photographer. I am following my dreams thanks to all of you who help make it happen. Now theres one, well two things I also want to get off my chest. Breastfeeding and the cry it out method.
Now I am in no way shape or form judging any formula feeding mother, i was formula fed and i came out perfectly fine, I know its not for everyone, but we need to start normalizing breastfeeding. What did mothers do before formula was invented? They had wet nurses who would breastfeed other babies. When did it become such a shame for a woman to breastfeed her sweet child in public? Its okay for strippers and women with big boobs to be all over tv and walking around with them hanging out but feeding your child is a sexual act? how does that even make sense? Women were born with breasts to nourish their children, not for anything sexual. They dont cover up in any other country so why should we here? why should we  especially in florida force our babies to have these hot blankets over them because someone is disgusted by breastfeeding? its amazing to me. so I want all breastfeeding moms to join with me and normalize breastfeeding! I know some women are shy and dont want to be uncovered in public, my husband wanted me to cover up and i understand why. but now everytime i see a mother nursing in public i walk up to her and say youre doing a great job, because thats what they need to hear. it makes me cringe when someone wont even try to breastfeed when they say thats gross im not doing that. why not? why dont you want to at least try to give your child the best? i tried formula for my son and it didnt work  out, it made him literally sick. and last but not least, this cry it out method. PLEASE STOP! stop letting your babies cry to the point of exhaustion. please cuddle and comfort them, they are babies! I hate these articles talking about letting them CIO! they are crying for a reason! okay sorry for the rant lol i hope that breastfeeding is normalized soon, the bullying stops, and babies are comforted the way they should be. heres my photo of the week
-Kayla

This is definitely a rant blog

Is parenthood and life supposed to be this hard? Today was just one of those days where you want to be alone and binge watch netflix in the dark with a warm blanket. It started out great, I got to do a beautiful baby girls newborn session, then it went downhill from there. My son ran into the street, my husband and I havent talked in hours, my mother and I got into an argument, my eyes are burning from the crying and frustration. I love my little man and all I want to do is cuddle him but my mom is coming to visit Tuesday and I need to edit as much as possible before she gets here, tonight and tomorrow are going to be long. I dont really even know if anyone reads my blogs, I havent gotten any comments, do any of you understand how I feel? I wish it would get easier but it doesn't. I love photography but I feel my son slipping away since I dont get to see him that much. It breaks my heart to hear him cry when I leave. It really does. It makes me want to say screw it and just stay home with him. But we have bills of course. Is being a mother and wife supposed to be this hard? Or am I just being a baby about it? Another topic I wanted to bring up is carseat safety. Ive been seeing a LOT of articles lately about carseat safety. PLEASE make sure that the buckle is even with your childs armpits, rear face until at least 2 years old or as close to 2 as you can, and make sure it is installed properly. I just read about an Alaska Airlines incident and I will never fly on that airline again. Them choosing comfort over an infants safety is unbelievable. Also, I will never fly United again either because of the animal abuse, if you havent heard it yet google it. Its ridiculous and sad. I cant even believe they are still in business. Okay heres my last rant, so yesterday I went to walmart with my son to get some supplies I needed for some upcoming sessions and Im waiting for a parking space and this man (mid 40s-50s) walks by and makes a hand gesture at my car while giving me a dirty look. Now i had been waiting for the space for probably 3 minutes, meanwhile he wasnt even in his car yet. I was FURIOUS! How can he be mad at me when he isnt even in his car?! So of course my protective mommyness came out and I said some things I wont write in here because they are inappropriate and he drove off all mad. Im sorry id like a close spot since I have a two year old that I have to carry who weighs 26 lbs and is heavy as heck! Like who does this guy think he is. Anyways sorry for the rant post but I had to get it out. Here is my favorite photo from this week.
-Kayla

ahh the life of being a mom

Long day, can you tell by the title??
I'm super behind on editing and of course those are the days when your kids seem to be the most needy. I probably should be editing now but thought I'd take a break. I have one last album and I'm at least caught up. Although I love how my little man wants my attention and wants to be with my but sometimes its just so hard. I know those of you with 2 year olds understand, and if you have babies under 2 you will understand soon. It's the "I want to do everything on my own, but you need to do it for me as well" stage. They want to be independent but cant completely be. Finally I had to break down and take an hour nap because it was too overwhelming, but i got woken up to banging on my door from my little man yelling MAMA, MAMA!! (don't worry he wasn't unsupervised) The dogs were watching him lol totally joking. And to think we want another?! I must be crazy right?! but with all these babies being born, and all these births I'm photographing it is honestly giving me the worst baby fever. But i also feel like how could I ever love another baby as much as my first. Then I feel terrible for even thinking that. That's a normal thought right? Anyways, I'm loving all of the work I've been getting. I'm still deciding what my favorite kind of photography is. I think it might be newborns, but tomorrow is my first boudoir session and I think im going to really love that. I love all sessions but I want to find my absolute favorite and specialize in that. Who knows maybe I'll just love it all and continue it all. So everyone, for the month of June I am offering $60 maternity sessions and $40 infant sessions (under the age of one) for a little more practice. So here is my favorite photo from this month so far,
-Kayla