Photo Journal: The Ukrainian Family I Didn’t Know I Needed (But I’m So Glad I Found)

Moving into a new neighborhood is always a gamble. You hope for friendly faces, maybe a neighbor who’ll wave hello… but finding people who feel like family? That’s rare. Lucky for me, my family hit the neighbor jackpot.

In the short year we’ve lived here, these neighbors have become our honorary family. The kind of people who invite you in, offer you food (multiple times, whether you’re hungry or not), and make your kids feel like their backyard is a second home. So, when their oldest was graduating high school, there was no way I wasn’t showing up to help document their celebration.

It was everything a graduation party should be: a backyard BBQ, a pool full of happy, splashing kids, and a grill that didn’t quit. And let me tell you about the food. There were bacon-wrapped mushrooms that quite literally stole my heart. I mean, if you didn’t strategically position yourself near the appetizer table, were you even at a party?

While I worked my camera, capturing every laugh, cannonball, and plate piled high, my own kids were just living their best lives. One was running wild in the backyard like it was her personal kingdom, while the other got passed from relative to relative, collecting kisses and snacks along the way. It was chaos, the sweet, heartwarming kind that fills a home with life.

As a photographer, these are my favorite kinds of events. Not the ones where everything’s staged and stiff, but the ones where life is just happening, and I get to freeze those little in-between moments that people don’t even realize they’ll miss.

It’s wild how life surprises you sometimes. I never expected to have a Ukrainian family that feels like my own, but here we are. And I’m so grateful.

If you’ve got a milestone coming up and you want someone who’ll show up not just with a camera, but with heart (and an extra appetite), I’d be honored to be there. These moments are fleeting—but the memories don’t have to be.

Ready to make your own backyard memories unforgettable?
Whether it’s a graduation, a family BBQ, or just an excuse to gather your favorite people, I’d love to be there to document it all—cannonballs, chaos, and bacon-wrapped goodness included. Let’s make those everyday moments into forever memories.

A Gift of Memories: Documenting Quaijzah’s First Moments of Motherhood

Recently, I had the chance to attend The Stratford Main Street Festival, one of my favorite kinds of days: full of energy, music, local love, and lots of smiling families. After the event, I shared a gallery of photos in a local Facebook group so folks could download their favorites. I figured if someone saw a sweet moment of their own family, they’d want to keep it. What I didn’t expect was what came next.

A woman named Samantha slid into my messages, not for herself, but for her dear friend Quaijzah. Cue the heart melt.
Samantha wanted to gift a photo session to her friend, who was about to give birth at Bridgeport Hospital. She told me that the hospital no longer offered Bella Baby photography, which is usually a Fresh 48-style session (if you’re new to the term, it just means capturing those first soft, sleepy hours after baby arrives—when everything is still new, squishy, and totally magical).

This is where I come in. 🥹
I had the honor of being invited into this sacred window of time, just days after Quaijzah welcomed her baby. A new chapter of her life, a whole new identity, and I got to help her freeze it in time.

Out of respect for her wishes, and because I completely get it (I didn’t share photos of my own kiddos online until they were both over one!), I won’t be showing baby’s face. But those tiny fingers? Yeah, I can’t keep those to myself.

To anyone else joining the parenting club soon, I’d love to help you hold onto those raw, honest, beautiful beginnings. And if you’re not expecting, but know someone who is?

I happen to make a pretty dang good gift.