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JULIE SHERIFF PHOTOGRAPHY

Motherhood Collective l vol. 6

Life has been real busy around here, well… lets be honest here,  May and June have been a bit rough.  I work 10 to 11 hour days as a pre-school teacher for 2 and 3 year olds, running a business, being a mom of three  boys, a wife, and of course, being ME sometimes in all that mix, well I dropped the ball on vol 5.   But with the recent passing of one of my favorite people in the world, my Grandmother, it’s brought me back to a place of how important pictures are.  This is no sales pitch.  It’s me getting real and allowing my heart to speak to you for a minute.  My Grandmother loved taking pictures.  Nothing fancy, she didn’t like it as an art form like I do.  She just loved capturing memories.  She had over 100+ very well organized albums numbered and labeled in her home dating back to before I was even born.  Everyone always depended on Grandma showing up with her camera and taking pictures to go in her albums. Every year of my life, we would have Thanksgiving dinner at Grandmas home. With over 35 people (Aunts, Uncles, Cousins, Nieces, Nephews, etc) we would would sit on the sofa, floor, chairs, outside, in the kitchen, filling her home with laughter and  endless chit-chat while we catch up on each others lives. And it would never fail, with football on the TV and our bellies stuffed, the albums would start to come out, and honestly it was usually started by me.  I love pictures, I love remembering my life history with my family. I would start looking at one, and someone would say “hey hand me one!” and it would begin. Looking at our parents when they were young, at all the trips we took as a great big family, the kids goofy teen years! Oh my!
My grandma is the glue that kept our family together clear up to my 43rd year.  I honestly dont know what will happen with my family now that she is gone. But I know this.  I want… no .. I need to give that gift back to my kids, and my kids’ kids, and so on!
I fear that with digital, pictures will be taken, then left on a hard drive and never looked at.  But I’m also grateful for the ease of digital and some of the amazing applications out there to make printing so much easier (Take “Chat books” for Instagram for instance).  But I need to come up with a way to preserve my childrens memories That Will Last!  Remember the 8 track?  Then the “tape”, then the CD, now MP3, and who knows what else will come.  What if all your images were on a floppy disc?  or even now on a CD?  Computers don’t even have CD slots anymore!  But printed pictures?  They don’t ever seem to require much for viewing.   So my new commitment is to print, print in a manner that will last.  And make sure I’m in them With my Kids!  So bad hair and all, here I am.  Loving on a couple of my most favorite people in the world.  motherhood collective
Be sure to  click through the Motherhood Collective Blog Circle starting with my friend Megan  with Megan Marleen Photography

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You won’t always remember the exact sound of their tiny newborn cry.
But you will have these images to remind you of how little they once were, and how much you loved them from the very start.

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You won’t always remember the exact sound of their tiny newborn cry. But you will have these images to remind you of how little they once were, and how much you loved them from the very start.

The Last Time Always Comes Quietly –

One day, you’ll rest your hands on your belly for the last time, and you won’t even realize it.

The last time you feel the tiny flutter of kicks inside you.
The last time you instinctively cradle your bump, protecting the life growing within.
The last time you wonder who they will look like, what their cry will sound like, how your heart will stretch to love another.

Pregnancy feels endless some days, the waiting, the discomfort, the anticipation of what’s to come. But then, before you know it, it becomes a memory—a season you can’t step back into, no matter how much you might want to.

Hold onto these moments a little longer. Soak in the quiet nights where it’s just you and them, heartbeats intertwined. Because one day, the last time will come, and you won’t even know it.

Mamas who have been here before—what’s one thing you miss about pregnancy?

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The Last Time Always Comes Quietly – One day, you’ll rest your hands on your belly for the last time, and you won’t even realize it. The last time you feel the tiny flutter of kicks inside you. The last time you instinctively cradle your bump, protecting the life growing within. The last time you wonder who they will look like, what their cry will sound like, how your heart will stretch to love another. Pregnancy feels endless some days, the waiting, the discomfort, the anticipation of what’s to come. But then, before you know it, it becomes a memory—a season you can’t step back into, no matter how much you might want to. Hold onto these moments a little longer. Soak in the quiet nights where it’s just you and them, heartbeats intertwined. Because one day, the last time will come, and you won’t even know it. Mamas who have been here before—what’s one thing you miss about pregnancy?

The Way They Fit in Your Arms
One day, you’ll pick them up for the last time.
One day, they won’t climb into your lap as often.
But right now, they still do.
And these moments? They are everything.

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The Way They Fit in Your Arms One day, you’ll pick them up for the last time. One day, they won’t climb into your lap as often. But right now, they still do. And these moments? They are everything.

The Power of a Mother’s Touch
Nothing soothes a baby quite like being in their mama’s arms.
It’s like magic.
What’s your favorite way to calm your little one?

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The Power of a Mother’s Touch Nothing soothes a baby quite like being in their mama’s arms. It’s like magic. What’s your favorite way to calm your little one?

Some moments don’t feel big until they’re gone.
Right now, this season feels like forever, but soon, you’ll look back and wish you could feel those little kicks just one more time.

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Some moments don’t feel big until they’re gone. Right now, this season feels like forever, but soon, you’ll look back and wish you could feel those little kicks just one more time.