Mom to Four, Wife to One

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  • Recently someone asked me how many children I have and when I answered four, they replied, “ALL WITH THE SAME PERSON?!” Um… yup. Then, last night, when our family was out at a restaurant for dinner, the manager came up and cooed over Quinn. “I’m forty years old and just had my first son,” he declared, “but this [he gestured to our table] this right here is the dream. This is wonderful.”
    My mom comes from a family of five kids and my dad, a family of six kids. Four doesn’t seem so unusual to me, but I guess, in today’s America, it is.
    Though I have never really considered myself a photographer, tonight, when I reviewed the shots I have taken over the past sixteen months and decided to showcase what has been a very crazed and eventful time for my family. There are fourteen years between my eldest son and my youngest. Both, were preemies. Quinn, born in September, weighed a mere 480 grams (1 pound).
    The photo portfolio here starts with his devastating birth and leads the viewer through various stages of our family life, ending with Quinn as he is today … far from devastated.