Breastfeeding is one of the raw and deeply intimate moments of motherhood. A beautiful bond, a rhythm of nurture, exhaustion, and love. It’s a season that often goes undocumented, yet so profound in a mother’s journey. For the past four years, I have been either pregnant or breastfeeding between my two sons, who were born less than two years apart. This journey has shaped me in ways I never expected. Stretching my body, my patience, and my heart in equal measure. Photography has the power to preserve what time so quickly changes, and I hope these images serve as a reminder that these everyday moments, no matter how ordinary they may feel, are worthy of being frozen and remembered. I know that when our journey ends, I’ll be glad I took the time to capture us together in this moment. Thank you @ruemcconnellphotography for inspiring me to take these self-portraits ✨🫶🏽 〰️I know that breastfeeding isn’t an option for everyone, and I feel incredibly grateful to have had this experience. Every feeding journey whether breast, bottle, tube, or a combination is rooted in love and deserves to be celebrated.🤟🏽〰️