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That is no stronger bond than mother and daughter, for sure. As a mom myself, I know that sometimes even we try to explain, there is no such love. Mother”s Day is coming and I couldn’t be happier to feature these pictures here. When I first met Gio and Gabi was a snow day in the middle of autumn and instead of them complaining about the weather they had a wonderful time and I was able to capture moments they cherish forever. This time, they came to the studio for portraits and again, when they left my heart was happy to see how beautifully they take care of each other and portray love and sweet personalities that shows in the pictures. May God keep blessing your relationship every day :.)
These are priceless. What a beautiful and meaningful gift for a mother to capture this time in her and her daughters life. You captured every moment perfectly!!
This is going to be a yearly tradition for my daughter and I…such an important shoot – I love love love this! 
Great job!
[...] these are from a “Mom & Me” Studio Session I did few months back. I just never actually posted them. How come? Well, here they are. Not [...]
I did these portraits few months ago, but had to wait for the blog to be fixed and to come back from vacation. Now I can’t believe I am finally sharing them! Meet “baby Bianca”, born on January!
The big sister is Ana Julia, a “star” here in the blog – as seen in this post. She was having fun all over the house while we were with the little sis… Too much fun for what we see!
ficou um arrasoooooooooooooo,fiquei ate emocionada,caprixou colega!!!tks for your amazing job,and tk God for my 2 beautifull gifts!!!just in love with all this!!!
beria as fotos estao lindas
agradeco a Deus todos os dias pelas minhas filhas
adorei file todo.
Já estamos quase em Maio! Nem acredito que esses meses passaram tão rápido. Graças a Deus passou o inverno; pra mim, “o ano começa agora”. Estranho falar isso, mas sou incrivelmente movida por dias que minha mão não congele, e possa ver paisagens coloridas. Me inspiram; fica tudo mais feliz. Ao mesmo tempo, vendo esses quatro meses no passado, me dei conta de algo que me assustou e me alertou. Em Janeiro, peguei lápis e papel e escrevi uma “lista de goals para 2012″. Personal and for the business, two full pages, front and back! Incluía of course, perder peso; e desde minha sonhada viagem pra Paris – anyone needs a photoshot out there? Merci! -, novas lentes, fazer um closet-sale, ler mais livros, be a better mom. Nada de mais nisso; e com Deus na direção não deixo de sonhar e lutar; mas, justamente por ter o Senhor na direção, Ele tem falado ao meu coração de maneira muito sensível sobre goals.
Deus não nos desampara, não nos desaponta, mas nos instrui até mesmo a pedir-lhe que nos “ensine a orar”. No inicio do ano estava eu ali, intercedendo pelos meus objetivos, mas se eu tivesse concentrado as orações em clamar ao Senhor por mais sabedoria, teria alcançado mais, ido mais longe.
Não joguei a listona fora, mas olhando pra ela entendo que no meu caso, o Senhor deseja que eu faça com mais calma. Entendi que precisava fazer weekly goals instead, se preciso, até diários. Desde então – e isso faz apenas couple weeks – sou mais feliz. No final das contas, o ano é formado de weeks anyway; a diferença é que quando eu olhar pra trás, posso ter 52 conquistas, por menores que pareçam; em vez de esperar o ano inteiro pra descobrir que não fiz o que era capaz de fazer se tivesse conquistado aos poucos.
Be-Blessed and may this post be a reminder to myself.
“Success is doing ordinary things extraordinary well” – Jim Rohn
“”Ensina-nos a contar os nossos dias para que alcancemos coração sábio” Salmo 90:12
This morning I woke up thinking about yesterday. I spent few minutes just lying there and thinking…
It was Valentine’s Day. I did not get flowers, expensive presents or went out for dinner. What I did get was “priceless gifts in a romantic day”.
As a result of a severe sinus infection that made me think my head was exploding, my eyes popping out; I had to be in bed for the past four days. With Saturday and Sunday also including visits to ER to see “mean nurses” that did not respect my fear of needles! haha! Sedated by strong meds I am taking, I’m sleeping more than the “Sleeping Beauty”. When awake, it’s time for the funny talking about my crazy dreams of crocodiles at the fish tank. But even thou I don’t look my best and couldn’t care less about my not-matching pajama or the lack of chocolate boxes, my Valentine’s Day was truly special. I had it all.
- Day was filled with lovely messages. It was hard for me to keep up with txt messages because of the phone’s bright screen that bothered my eyes, and the time offline I was giving myself to rest; but I was able to read them all… Thanks to all. Thanks for the prayers.
- Acts of kindness speaks louder than words. A dear friend made me soup (bonus points!!!). Unbelievable, soup was the easiest and less painful to eat. It felt like everything else I had to chew, pulled my muscles causing the pain to come back. Another one, brought “my kids” in with the cutest cards “for Tia Beria”…
- Joy? Oh Joy! Grateful for her faith that makes she puts her little hands at my head and pray for mommy to get well soon so she can come back every five minutes and ask me to go play. I couldn’t go, so she made me a pile of drawings. “Joy love mom”, it said.
- Finally, “Sleeping Beauty” needs a prince; and I had mine by my side. Still. As always. I remembered somedays I treated the “prince like a frog” and it hurts me inside. I feel undeserved of his love and ask God to continue giving me a memory that takes notes of the good and crosses off the irrelevant. My husband is precious. He holds my hands when I get upset for shaking too much; he makes me a cup of tea; he sits by my side in the living room floor at night just because it’s the only position I find my head hurting less. I ask him to leave, he won’t. Instead, he hugs me.
We don’t remember days. We remember moments.
Priceless gifts on a Valentine’s day.
Beria super Feliz por vc !!! E o blog ta um sonho!!! Xoxo