Who needs to actually go through the whole childbirth/sleepless nights thing when their friends (who conveniently live around the corner) make babies like this?

Meet Baby P.  My homegirl.  The squishiest, happiest, chillest baby I have ever known.  She well and truly satiates my need for a babe of my own with her flirty smiles and those rolly arms.  For now!

Seriously though, I am so lucky to have such amazing friends who inspire me daily and provide me with muses like this.


This family.  

I first photographed them when baby Maggie was born, and I remember this was the session and the family that really kicked off WHO I wanted to work with.  I wanted clients who could be raw and real in their session.  Who felt comfortable enough to be vulnerable in the uncertainty of new parenthood, who didn't feel like they needed to be anything other than themselves.  Since that session, I have strived to build a business around that very idea, and I have.  So as you can imagine, it was such a joy to be welcomed back into their home, two years later, as they welcomed baby Pippa, a little sister for Maggie (and pup McGee).

I've been doing a lot of focused work lately around healing old emotional wounds, understanding my patterns of behaviour, understanding triggers and wanting to just understand more about how I work in order to utilise it to create more meaning in my life and my work.  When I walk into a session like this and really feel the positive energy bouncing around the room and literally WRITTEN on the walls, I know I'm on the right path and working with the people who really live their truth out loud.

It's no surprise that my first session with Bron and Chris resulted in so much clarity around who I wanted to work with, and that this session two years later cemented it.  This family are raw, honest LOVE.  I hope you enjoying scrolling through their story as much as I enjoyed capturing it.  

Here's to living and loving in our truth.

Amy x


Today I was given the gift every mother in my situation can only dream about. The gift of being able to see just how adored, safe and treasured my son is when he's not with me. The gift of knowing "the other woman" in his life is actually one of the most resilient, strong and beautiful humans on earth. The gift of knowing his Dad is happy, healthy and grounded. The gift of knowing my baby, my tiny boy, is so loved by them both.

"There were times when the pain was all consuming, threatening to swallow me up. This was not the life I had ordered for us, my baby. This wasn't supposed to happen to me, or you. I spent so many nights crying, wondering how my choice to leave would impact you. I couldn't hold our family together and the guilt was all encompassing. I couldn't stay. We couldn't. This needed to happen and I clung onto hope that it was the right decision for us all, including your dad. I chose to walk away with you, and that's a choice that I knew would impact us all forever. I promised myself I would pay all your therapy bills when you grew up".

That's a snippet from a piece I wrote a few months ago while I was reflecting on my breakup with Archie's dad. My psychologist had asked me that day if I planned to tell Archie when he was older about what happened between his Dad and I. I hadn't thought about it, but once I began it all came pouring out in a letter to Archie. An atonement of sorts.

It feels like somewhat of a miracle to be writing this post now, four years since that painful time, celebrating a new love, a new family, a new home, a new joy.

Time does heal. Time allows us to move forward. How we choose to spend that time is what shapes who we ultimately become.

In those early days of feeling like I had walked away from everything "family" meant, and was paralyzed with fear of how that would impact my son, I wish I'd known. I wish I'd known Archie would be gifted with two incredible homes. Two warm, loving families. I wish I'd known the positive impact Sam would have on our lives, and how it would feel like she was always meant to be part of his.

Chris and I have each found our own happiness and we have found a way to prioritize Archie and rise above the hurts of the past to coparent him the way he deserves. We have miraculously found a new way to move through the world which shows Archie there is still a love and respect between us as his parents. That we will work hard every single day to do that for him. He won't need to seat us on separate tables at his wedding.

This is Sam, Chris and Archie.

It was a gift to be able to photograph them in their home today. My Mumma-heart is full and ever grateful to the universe for working it's strange and wonderful magic on us.

"Being an artist means forever healing your own wounds and at the same time, endlessly exposing them." -Annette Messager


It was a mother/babe session, a maternity session and a mentoring session all wrapped up in a bright, colourful little bubble. 

I had the pleasure of mentoring the gorgeous and talented Jess Worrell Photography on this cool Melbourne day, and as part of the learning experience that I offer with my Life: Unmade mentoring sessions, we made our way over to Kate's GORGEOUS inner northern home which was on the brink of a completed renovation for our photoshoot with her and her "Apple Baby" Poppy.

We spent our time photographing Kate and Poppy in their space, and I was so excited to be part of the early stages of Kate's pregnancy with her little "Banana Baby". 

Naturally, Banjo the Border Collie made a short appearance.

This session was the sweetest and Poppy's smile is contagious every time I look at these!