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Jan 5

New Year, New Beginnings

So remember like 2 months ago when I said I would start to blog… my bad. Holidays, birthdays, football, things got crazy around here!! Whew! I’m super sad to see 2015 go… it was one of my most favorite years ever! We welcomed the sweetest little addition to our family, Miss Sadie Leigh. She is so full of joy and sweetness I could just eat her up! It’s also been so fun watching Addy Lane become a big sister. Life is a little crazier with two but so much sweeter. I’m hopeful to share some of our fun first year as a family of four here with you. I’m sure you’ll hear me complain (or be a little TOO real) about navigating life at home with two kids, but I know this is what I was created for. When I’m up in the middle of the night, wanting to cry as much as they are, I try hard to remind myself this is what I am here for… to be their mom.

Photo by the Fab: Casey Edwards Photography She tried to photoshop out my double chin, but it is what it is. You are looking at that sweet baby’s first big sister kiss not my double chin, right?


Some people can balance being a working mom beautifully, I was not being one of those people. I wasn’t doing either job well and I sure wasn’t serving God along the way. God showed me that while I was on my trip to Italy. 2016 will be the first year that I am a full time stay at home mom. I have no weddings on the books. WHAT!?!! This is so bittersweet. The 6 weddings I photographed in 2015 were some of my favorites of all time. STUNNERS.



B&BwedFavs-10Gorgeous. Right?!

TWO of the weddings I photographed this year happened to be my cousins! (Two different weddings, they didn’t marry each other, haha) It was so funny to have my parents watch me do my job. I don’t think they’ve ever seen me so bossy serious.

I’m hopeful to share all of 2015 weddings on the blog this year as well as some fun ones from years past I never posted. It hurts my heart a little bit to know I won’t be photographing any brides or fabulous wedding decor this year. I get some pains of jealousy when I see beautiful weddings online. BUT I’m trusting this is God’s plan for me right now. I’m also looking forward to reliving some of the weddings I’ve photographed here on the blog. I have been able to be a part of some amazing celebrations that I would love to share.


While I won’t be photographing any weddings this year, I will be still being doing some photography and even videography. This year I joined the creative team at my church Chapin United Methodist. I’m learning videography and doing some photography for church media. Using the gifts God has given me for his glory is so rewarding. It has also been crazy humbling. In wedding photography it seems like everything is ALL ABOUT ME. Give me photo credit. Like my post on Facebook. Publish my photos. It’s different to create something for the church, for God’s Glory and not my own. I wanted my wedding photography to be that way, but I got caught up in pressures of the industry. I got caught up in ALL ABOUT ME. It’s different to take photos for a team and not put my name on them. It’s something God has been trying to show me. So different. So rewarding. So fun. So humbling. Less about me and more about Him. I’m excited to see where this new journey will lead.

I want to share this journey with you. What I was doing wrong in my business, what I was doing right. How God has changed me. I’m still in the pursuit of learning to do my photography for God’s glory and not my own. So many contributing factors to me taking a step back from my business this year. SO many. I’m still super excited to share with you how it all began on my trip to Italy, buuuuuuut I have a few things to do first. One, I have to edit the photos I took while I was there 2.5 years ago. (Ouch. Personal photo editing always gets put on the back burner.) Two, I have to find my notebook. When I was on the plane ride home I furiously wrote down everything that happened while I was there. Some of the stories were just too ridiculous and I knew I wouldn’t remember everything. Not gonna lie, if you saw my office you would know that finding that notebook is a tall task. Messy is an understatement… and really I never unpacked my office from our move a year and a half ago. (insert the yikes emoji face, I pretty much use that on the daily to describe my life.) Hopefully I’ll get on that soon… But to give you a glimpse of my trip… It started with my brand new iPhone being stolen in JFK airport 20 minutes before I boarded my flight. Hysterically crying trying to get a quarter to use the pay phone. (Did you know they cost like 50 cents. WHAT?) Going to another country alone without a phone, totally cool right.


SO basically 2015 in a nutshell. Had an amazing baby, photographed 6 fabulous weddings, became a full time mom and the pursuit of living for God and doing all things for his Glory. I’ll leave you with our Christmas card photo! Looks so sweet right? Hugging sisters. Reality was I couldn’t get either of them to look at the camera so I went with this one…real life people…

If your live in Chapin or the surrounding area… Please check out our church!! Chapin United Methodist Church. You will not be disappointed.









Jan 23

Pregnancy & Addy Lane’s Arrival Part 3

So… Since I have not blogged in a year I decided it was probably time to finish blogging about Addy Lane’s arrival before the arrival of our next child in three weeks or less. CRAZY! Maybe when she is two I’ll blog about her arrival. Seriously. Addy Lane is TWO. Where has time gone?!? Today is the first time I’ve had more than three minutes to sit down at my computer without 8 million things to do. I’ve actually finished all my editing… that never happens… and I’m doing laundry for the new baby while Addy Lane is at my mother-in-laws. I haven’t had a day this simple in 2 years… Hopeful to have more simple days and hopeful to actual start blogging in 2015. So many memories I want to write down, so many hilarious stories I want to share. Maybe every day will just be a throwback thursday. Well, it’s Friday, but we will flash back to Addy Lane’s birthday where we left off…

If you haven’t read Part 1 or Part 2, you should probably do that.

So the Doctor decided that it was best to proceed with a C-section. I was ready so at that point I didn’t really care how she got out as long as she was out and it was all over. Once he made the call like 5-7 people rushed in the room to start preparing me for surgery. This was super scary. They just start tugging on you, hooking things up, putting things on, taking things off, SHAVING YOU, and then some random person asks you how you feel and starts giving you drugs all in like a 5 second period.

I remember, which I’m assuming now was the nurse anesthetist repeatedly asking me how I was feeling. How was I feeling? I feel like a freaking crazy person. Instead of saying that I just replied, “I’m Okay.” She said. “Okay? I don’t know what that means.” Haha. Apparently, I was not specific enough for her to dose me with whatever she felt like giving me. I finally replied “A little nauseous…” This was the understatement of the century considering they had put me on my back which made me incredibly nauseous and the fact that I felt like I was going to throw up because of all the people all over me and the reality that I was legit about to have a baby and major surgery. I left all that out and went with “A little nauseous.” She must have dosed me with something because I started to feel better but I kept my eyes closed as they wheeled me down the hall to the operating room.

For some reason the thought of that little walk down the hall scared the crap out of me and I thought it would be less scary if I just kept my eyes closed. When I finally opened them I was staring up at huge lights and legit felt like I was in an episode of Grey’s Anatomy. Not only was what I was seeing just like in the show but the tons of people in the room were having random conversation about some game and talking about their day. WHAT?!? SERIOUSLY!? You people DO KNOW that I’m about to have MAJOR surgery and HAVE A BABY!!! It is crazy to me that it can be such a huge moment to one person and just a mundane job that someone does every day all at the same time.

This photo is Adam’s view has we waited to be allowed into the operating room. There is something about it I just love. Anxiousness. Emptiness. I can’t imagine what he was feeling at this time…

I finally saw Adam all cute in his green scrubs. He looked about how I felt. Scared to death and a little nauseous.

This flash of a smile for the camera is a legit lie. HAHA.

Then apparently they started to CUT. Ummmmmm “I FEEL THAT!” I started to yell a little. I started to feel stuff. Not just pressure, it felt like someone was stabbing me with needles or shots. The doctors stopped and I could tell the anesthesiologist was freaking out a bit. They started asking me what I could and couldn’t feel and blah blah. They determined I was not feeling anything but pressure. WRONG. Needles and Pressure are two distinctly different things. Those FOUR epidurals were clearly not in the right spot. Now, I’m not saying I was feeling my surgery but I was feeling pain I should NOT have been feeling. That’s super fun to top off everything else I’d been thorough that day. I continued to tell them I feel that but apparently they just kept going. I looked at Adam, he was WHITE as snow. The smell of my cauterizing flesh was getting to him. I told him to step out for a second. He didn’t want to, but he popped his head out of the door to grab a breath of fresh air and as he walked back in they lifted our sweet baby girl up over the curtain. SHE WAS HERE!!! I just laid there crying. I remember asking if she was okay and the doctor said she was perfect.

They brought her over for me to see her and I got to give her a sweet kiss through my tears and then they took her away.

I told Adam to go with her and then I’m pretty sure I passed out. OUT. The nurse anesthetist told me later that they gave me 3 times the normal amount they give. Haha. Awesome. When I woke up I was feeling no pain.

The next thing I remember was Adam waking me up in recovery and telling me they wanted me to breast feed. I remember laughing saying “Well is someone going to show me what to do?” I was so out of it.

(These pics are from recovery, my first time holding her, even though I don’t really remember…)

Proud Grandmas. The next couple of hours of family were a blur. I know we finally got into our room around 10:30 or 11:00 pm, a whole 24 hours after my water had broken.

This photo of Adam makes me laugh out loud. TIRED is an understatement of the century. 24 hours after my water broke on a rollercoster and finally holding his sweet baby girl. The photo on the right is our first photo we texted to friends and family. So sweet.

After everyone left I must have fallen asleep or passed out. I remember breast feeding, beeping monitors, pain medicines, crazy blowup things on my legs, and sleep. I finally woke up at 3:00 am and called the nurse to bring me my baby. I hadn’t even looked at her, hardly even held her. I know I had but I was so drugged I really didn’t realize she was mine. She was here. She was safe. She was healthy. They brought her to me and I just cried and prayed and thanked the Lord for my precious baby. A moment I’ll never forget. Probably the one that most Mom’s feel when they first have their baby and hold them on their chest. My experience was obviously a little different and my “overwhelming love” reaction delayed but wonderful just the same.

Let’s just take a moment to reflect on the BEFORE & AFTER. Seriously. This says it all. I mean, I can’t believe I’m even posting this… Is it possible to look worse. Oh well. It’s our first pic as a family of three…

The hospital people take pics of your baby. Yes, I’m a photographer. Yes, I’m a sucker. I bought them.

This is my sweet Doctor who came to visit. LOVE HIM. I’m so hopeful he’s able to perform my second C-section. If baby #2 comes on her scheduled date and doesn’t get all crazy and come early like her sister.

This is the Doctor who actually delivered Addy Lane. LOVE HIM too. We were SO blessed to have so MANY friends and family visit. Here’s a few of all our visitors.

I’m not going to lie. I actually LOVED the time we spent in the hospital. It was so fun having friends and family visit. We got so pampered by the nurses and I actually enjoyed the food.

My mom got sick the day after she was born and I made her wear a mask and gloves to hold her. CRAZY GERMAPHOBE. Yep. Having a baby in flu season, the struggle is real.

One quick story about our first few days of parenting… So… We opted for a room where we could send the baby to the nursery. Since we hadn’t slept, keeping her with us wasn’t really a sane option. It was great, they took her when I wanted to sleep at night and we kept her during the day. Well about the third day we were there I remember the nurse came in and said she was hungry and she needed to be changed. Adam and I looked at each other and bust out laughing in shock. We had been there for 3 days and had not changed our baby. BAHHHHAHAH. Apparently it didn’t dawn on us that we needed to do that. New parents. Yikes. Thank heavens for the nurses that changed her all those times before we realized that was our responsibility. Parental FAIL. So as we are laughing we go to change her together, our first parental duty. As we are changing her she decided to poop mid change. We are hysterically laughing and screaming as she is pooping everywhere. Alarms start going off… We were so flustered  with poop and laughing and yelling “EW” at each other we didn’t notice the sirens. Nurses came rushing in making sure the baby was there and kept asking us if this was our baby. We were so confused. What!? We’re just trying to change her. Apparently in the midst of our first change the baby monitor they attach to her foot to keep someone from stealing her had come off. It sounded an alarm over the unit that someone was trying to take a baby. It was pretty much the best first parental moment ever and one we will never forget…

I got my real camera out for a quick family selfie and couple pics before we left…

We loved this little hat someone knitted and gave her in the nursery.

Proud Daddy.

And then they sent us home…

The angle of our carseat was all wrong. She was early. We weren’t prepared… SO I held her carseat at the right angle the whole way home… Totally safe. I’m sure.

We had more amazing visitors when we got home…

and then life with a newborn began….

 Thanks for reading this ridiculously LONG blog post. It was nice to reminisce on the birth of our sweet and sassy baby girl. I can’t believe we are about to do it all over again. I’m not going to lie, I truly hope the whole experience is completely different, but I love this story. It’s hers. It’s ours.











Apr 25




I do apologize for going all mia again BUT I’m back with some BIG & EXCITING NEWS!!! I want you all to meet Casey!!! 

I have had the amazing pleasure of working with Casey for over a year now. I sent out a Facebook blast las year looking for a second shooter to accompany me to all my weddings. Casey responded to my request with literally a two sentence email. In her email she said she was interested but realized it was highly unlikely for her to get the position because she lived in Greenville. Normally, I would have passed right over this email but I just felt like God told me she was the one! Crazy how I knew from two sentences, or HE knew. I asked Casey to send me a little more information about herself her response solidified her spot at CDP. I pretty much hired her before I even saw a photograph she took. My husband actually thought she copied the about me section from my website, she didn’t, but she was undoubtedly perfect. Not only did we like all the same things, she went to Duke (so she’s super smart), our photography styles are so similar we can’t even tell who took the image, AND we are from the SAME town and go to the SAME church. WHAT!?! Like I said, I felt like God just handed her to me and said, “Here.” 

Casey started second shooting for me in the Spring of 2013 and hasn’t missed a beat. When my previous office manger, Adrienne, decided to be a stay at home Mommy, Casey transitioned to the office. She has been such an amazing blessing to my business and now, I think it’s time to take another step. Casey will now be ACCEPTING WEDDINGS for the remainder of 2014! YAY!! I am so confident in her abilities and can’t wait to allow her to represent CDP!! This weekend we have a double wedding weekend, I’ll be shooting an epically beautiful wedding in Savannah and she just flew to shoot her first Destination Wedding in Bermuda. I’m sorry, did you hear that… BERMUDA!?! YES, you heard me right. SO excited for her… and let’s face it, pretty jealous. Can’t wait to share her images!

Seriously, gorgeous. (Also, I stole this image of Bermuda from google, if you took it please don’t sue me.)

Well, I have been keeping Casey under wraps as my secret weapon and now I’m ready to let you all meet this amazing lady! We’ll be posting some photos and some fun facts about Casey soon!!

Yay! – Courtney









Feb 3

Tearful goodbye and Happy hello

At the end of 2013, I said goodbye to my amazing assistant Adrienne. We avoided it as long as we could, but Adrienne has decided to stay home and be a full time mommy to her sweet little boy, Monroe. I’m am overjoyed for Adrienne to start a life of a full time mommy, but I am sad beyond words to lose her. She has been at my right hand for 2 years. She’s done an amazing job helping further the success of cdp. Not only has she furthered my business, but she has made me a better person, business owner, photographer, christian and mother. Adrienne and I were sorority sisters at Clemson together, I photographed her wedding, her sister’s wedding, her pregnancy, and her sweet son and family. We were pregnant at the same time, and she was actually the first person I told when I found out I was going to be a mommy. Going through pregnancy, birth, and the first year with our babies together is something I will forever treasure. We have been through so much together and I can’t describe how much I will miss her and her friendship. I keep telling her and myself this is not goodbye, it’s I’ll see you later, in hopes that we will work together again some day. I could go on for days, but I am already a blubbering mess. Adrienne, I can only think of how lucky I am to have had you in my life for 2 years and I am blessed to call you a friend.

These were two of the most beautiful weddings I ever photographed.

Gosh, I LOVE YALL!!!

Yes, I was 6 months and she was 9 months and we were the same size. haha.

Seriously, who looks this amazing before during and after baby. I’m so jealous.

I love you, Robert, Monroe, and your entire family (and your to do lists) more than you know. I will truly miss you all.

With saying a tearful goodbye comes a happy Hello! We are excited to say Hello to Casey! You may know my assistant photographer, Casey, and she will be transitioning to assistant creative director in mid-February. I am THRILLED to have Casey as part of my team! Casey has worked almost every wedding in 2013 with me and will continue to photograph along side me for my 2014 weddings. She is an amazingly talented photographer and I know she will continue to be an asset in all aspects of my business as she transitions to assistant creative director. (I secretly don’t want her to realize how good she is because she will probably leave me in the dust.) I’ve got big plans for Casey so look forward to a blog post where you’ll meet her find more about her!

She is my partner in crime…

She’s pretty amazing at hanging dresses…

She will fix your dress and make awesome faces while I check lighting…

She’s going to kill me for posting these…

She can even get lipstick out of your dress…

We love Casey so much and are excited for the future of CDP. I’m SO LUCKY to have had the most amazing women work for me. I pinch myself for the way God has worked in my life with the additions of these ladies. I know God has amazing plans for Adrienne and Casey and I am blessed he has placed them in my life. As we make changes in the office please bare with me! Without my talented help things move a little slower.

Things are changing around here. Stay tuned for posts on our big changes for 2015, a new website update, AND a peek at my new house.









Jan 21

Growing Pains

Although it may seem as though there is a not a lot going on here at CDP, things are brewing behind the scenes. Life, business, friendships are changing, evolving, and growing. I feel like I’m in a tornado. If you walked into my house you’d think a tornado hit weeks ago and we never cleaned it up. That’s pretty much what my house looks like every day. A tornado of laundry, diet coke, goldfish, cameras, emails, peas, cf cards, carpet samples, cheerios, toys, dog treats, dinner, dishes, diapers, house plans, lenses, dvds, batteries, and hair bows. That’s pretty much what’s on my floor right now. I’m going through the motions of my life and just stopped to realize how much things have changed and are continuing to change. Growing pains. Exhilarating, exhausting, gut wrenching, amazingly exciting, and terrifying growing pains.

I’m a full time stay at home mommy and wife, I own a wedding photography business shooting 20+ weddings a year and Adam and I are also building a house. WHAT!? To me this statement sounds crazy. ONE of those things is enough to throw a lady over the edge. All three and no wonder I feel like I don’t have a minute to breathe. Forget friends, family, and free time, can a Sista just watch Scandal with some peace and quiet. Now, I do CHOOSE to live the life I live, but it’s tough. It’s tough to have your cake and eat it too. I always said I wanted to be a wedding photographer so that I could stay home with my babies during the week and work on the weekends. Sounds like the perfect plan. Until you actually become a wedding photographer and you realize its a TON of work during the week. Actually, it’s mainly a job during the week. Once I got pregnant, I thought I will take less weddings and I should be able to get it all done. I didn’t end up taking less weddings (all of my brides were too darn cute and sweet to turn away. I mean have you seen them, GORGEOUS, oh wait, you haven’t seen them because I’m too busy to actually post photos for you to see). I thought I would be able to work when the baby was sleeping and it would be fine. Sounds like a plan, until my child decided naps weren’t really her thing. Things never go the way you plan. You’ve just gotta roll with the punches.

That’s what I’ve been doing for the past year, tucking my head, barreling through all the weddings, editing, diapers, naps, dinner, and decisions. When I came up for air, the year was over. Something’s gotta give. I’m getting it done, but I’m not doing a good job, things are late, emails are unanswered and life is going unlived. Things have to change. Change is hard. Change is scary. Change is painful. Change is good. Things have to grow. Growth is hard. Growth is scary. Growth is painful. Growth is good. I keep telling my self these things. To reach a well balanced fulfilled life things have to change, they have to grow. Everytime I look at my daughter, I tearfully want her to stop changing, stop growing, but I know in my heart it is good. Change and growth are good.

Things are changing around here. Stay tuned for posts on our changes in the office, big announcements for 2015, a new website update, AND a peek at my new house. Maybe you’ll even meet my daughter.









Dec 5

Pregnancy & Addy Lane’s Arrival Part 2

My sweet Addy Lane turns ONE tomorrow! I can’t believe how the time as flown by. I figured I should go ahead and finish her birth story. Okay, so if you missed Part 1 of this story, you can check it out below. If you are a guy, you may want to pass on this post….and if you are pregnant you may want to wait until after you have your baby. I’ll try and keep some of the awesomest details to your imagination…

So we continue the story where we left off…   Side note: Don’t judge my grammar, spelling, etc. It will probably get worse. (I seriously just misspelled grammar, thank goodness for the little red line to correct me.)

11:15 pm Tuesday, December 4th.

Me: “Awe Man, I just peed again…”  Adam: “GET OUT OF THE BED!!”

Apparently my husband wasn’t keen on me wetting the bed. Due to my previous bladder control, neither one of us thought my water had actually broken. (In my defense, it totally felt the same) I slowly got out of bed as my husband shook his head annoyed. Luckily, I hadn’t gotten the sheets wet, so I changed grabbed a towel to sleep on and got back into bed. Then it happened again… and again. By the third time I called my Mom who was sure my water had NOT broken. I was really the girl who cried wolf, or baby. (Side Note: Googling it is stupid because it feels different to every person so you have no clue what to expect. No help there.)

After I got off the phone with my Mom (who told me to go back to bed) I started to freak out because water was still coming. Adam got up to use the restroom in our guest bathroom because I had pretty much wrecked ours. I ran after him starting to panic and stood in the hall way telling him I think this might actually be for real because water keeps coming out.

“Well get off the carpet!!!” He yelled. Seriously, your worried about the carpet at a time like this!! (I felt like Allan in the Hangover when Phil told him to put on some pants.) I stepped into the bathroom and then my water broke all over the floor. As we looked at each other, sort of in shock and sort of laughing, Adam said “I don’t think you peed.”

12:00 am

We decided it was time to call the doctor. The doctor on call was clearly annoyed to be answering the phone at midnight. He sounded like he was still asleep. He asked me if my contractions had started yet, I replied no, and he said just to wait and go to the hospital at 6:00 am… OKAY- HOLD UP. Really!? It didn’t really register until I hung up the phone, but COME ON. I’m a first time mom, my water has just broken, you answer the phone annoyed and half asleep and your like just wait and go in at 6:00 am. Sorry to disturb your sleep Doc. Anyway…

No more than 5 minutes after I got off the phone my contractions started. And when they started they started 5 minutes apart. NOT COOL.The first 5 or 6 weren’t too bad and then they started to majorly suck. I was having back labor and never even had a contraction in my stomach, only my back. I’m convinced this hurts worse than normal labor. I decided we should probably go ahead and get ready to head to the hospital, a whole 45 minutes after the doctor told us to wait until 6:00 am. Ha. We were pretty calm and laughing in between contractions because everything was quite comical. Adam was straightening the house and doing the dishes as I was hunched over having contractions on the coffee table. I couldn’t help but laugh in between contractions in the shower because it was just like a movie. This was really happening, I was really gripping the walls of the shower having contractions as I washed my hair. This was not the contractions every 15-20 minutes you walk around to make things progress, this was YOU ARE IN LABOR NOW. At least my bags were already in the car…

1:00 am

By the time we had got in the car my contractions were 3-5 min apart (per the handy timer on Adam’s iphone). My Mom called back to check on me. I hadn’t taken her “go back to bed” advice so I was going to wait an call her once I gotten to the hospital and confirmed labor before waking everyone up. She was describing how she really didn’t think I was in labor, and asking me a bunch of questions. I was holding the phone away from my ear and gripping the handle bar above the door (now I know those are for more than your dry-cleaning). She then started asking me what it felt like… I yelled… “IT FREAKING HURTS, MOM!!!!” I threw the phone to Adam and I’m sure he told her we’d call her as soon as we got to the hospital. We arrived at the hospital which was pretty much on lock down this late in the evening. So we had to go to the super sketchy ER. I was pretty awesome to have contractions in the parking garage. Even more awesome to have contractions in the elevator with our police escort up to Labor and Delivery… Since I’d to Labor and delivery before we knew what to do, but this time was way different. All I could think about was the pain and I’m sure the way I was acting they thought I was crowning. Nope, only like 2 cm, but I was definitely in labor and my water had broken. They began the process of admitting me. I don’t remember much more of the check in because the contractions were so intense and every 3 minutes…. but I DO remember this. The nurse went to put in my IV I don’t remember how many times she stuck me, but I do know that blood was running down my arm and I knew it was A LOT. I heard her quietly say to the other nurse, “I can’t get it to stop.” SERIOUSLY!? The other nurse quietly told her what to do to make it stop and then they told me they were going to have to change my sheets because they were quite bloody. Nice way to start my journey to motherhood.

I don’t remember much of the couple of hours before my parents arrived because they were a pain filled blur. I do know it was probably the most miserable hours of my life. I couldn’t sit on my back because the back pain was so unbearable and it made me want to throw up, so I laid on my side or sat up. In a gown, I’m sure my big ‘ole pregnant behind was out for all the nurses to see but I could not have cared one bit. I just remember gripping the handle and breathing through the pain as Adam watched the monitor and told me it was almost over. At some point they gave me Demerol (yeah I have no idea how to spell that). It was supposed to take the “edge” off. I’d been begging for drugs for hours. The nurse conveniently told me they were out of the drug that would help more but they could give me this. Gee THANKS. I was so mad when they gave me the drugs, it did NOT help with the pain, it just made me drunk between contractions, the only 3 minutes of sanity I had were now drunken. Awesome.

6:00 am

My parents arrived shortly after 6:00 am, dressed in pink and all excited. I was not up for excitement. I was in pain, serious pain. I do remember the ONE time Adam did not get up and help coach me through, hold my hand and tell me when it was over I yelled at him, I cried and yelled and screamed for him to HELP ME, PLEASE HELP ME. Gah, I was that girl. My mom and dad were in the room as the pain kept getting more intense, I was breathing through my contractions and blowing out through my mouth. My dad turned to me and said, “What’s with all the blowing?” I flipped out and yelled for everyone to GET OUT!! My mom said that my sister was on the way. I told my mom she had to wait, I said I can not handle Jolliness right now. No one can be happy right now, she can not come until after I get the epidural AND she better NOT bring food. I was starving and wasn’t allowed to eat anything.  I wouldn’t say I was super pleasant, I’d been up all night with contractions every 3 minutes, back labor, drunken drugs, my father making fun of my labor breathing, and I was hungry. I was NOT happy. Can somebody get a girl a Diet Coke!?

8:30 am

WHERE’S THE EPIDURAL!?! Okay, I was not one of those pregnant women that wanted to go through labor without drugs. Where were the drugs? I was begging for them. It had been almost eight hours with contractions every 3 minutes, where are my drugs? I never got an answer on why I had to wait so long for the epidural. I’d love for a nurse to comment below, was I not far along enough? Do you have to be a certain number of cm before they’ll give it to you? or was he just NOT there? I got the feeling he was not there. FINALLY, he came in to give me the good stuff. I had a bad feeling when he walked in with his Carolina scrub cap (had to throw that in there.) I hunched over my nurse as he gave me the shot of litocain and began to give the epidural. He couldn’t get it in. Were going to try again. Okay, another shot of litocain, and another GIANT needle in my back. Nope, still can’t get it in. Third shot of litocain, third giant needle. I remember yelling in pain and the doc saying “you can feel that?” my reply “H*LL YES, I can feel that.” In my head I was thinking, you digging a giant needle in my back trying to find the part of my spine you want to put it in, yes I feel that. Fourth shot of litocain. STILL NOT IN. Fifth shot of litocain. FOURTH GIANT NEEDLE. I just remember crying and crying as he put it in. I don’t think it actually hurt (other than the shots of litocain, those hurt.) but I was just so miserable I just gripped my nurse hugging her while I cried. Fourth epidural, finally in. WHEW! The doctor then said “You can play connect the dots on your back.” I replied. “You’re Fired.”

Finally relief. After the epidural labor was pretty fun. Other than the fact that I was hungry. Adam’s family arrived, my sister came in all jolly and we laughed as we told stories of the previous hours. It was a pretty fun day once the pain was gone. I wasn’t weird about people being in the room (as long as they didn’t have food.) We laughed and waited and waited and waited. I was progressing and we thought we’d have a baby by 3:00 or 4:00. Then all the sudden everything stopped. By 5:00 the doctors were concerned because her head was molding and she wasn’t looking like she was going to fit. Are you kidding me… after all that she’s not going to fit. I was pretty sad. My mom and sister both had C-sections and I really wanted to be the first female in my family to deliver a baby naturally, or at least try. I knew it was a long shot, I expected a c-section, but I was hopeful for a natural birth. I was only 8cm and I didn’t even get to push. When your water breaks they don’t really want you to labor more than 24 hours for risk of infection. The doctor told me I could labor for a couple more hours if I wanted but it would probably end in a c-section no matter what. At that point, I was DONE. I had been there for almost 24 hours and no baby. Cut her out doc.

Stay tuned for Part 3 where we will meet Addy Lane!!! It’s so crazy to me that this story started at 11:00 tonight. wow, time flies.









Jun 21

Welcome to the NEW Courtney Dox Photography!

Welcome to the new blog! I am so excited to share this new brand, blog, and website with you! I hope you are as excited as I that I finally have a blog!! I can not wait to show you tons of beautiful photos and share more about me, my life and my sweet new addition coming this December!! Bare with me through the typos, misspellings, and grammar mistakes as I figure blogging out!

To say this brand has been a long time coming would be an understatement. It has been years. Numerous failed attempts at branding with designers made me feel like no one was every going to understand me. Frustrated and ready to throw in the towel on branding and overwhelmed with business I signed up for the Making Things Happen intensive workshop. Along with the workshop they were offering two one on one branding consultations with Lara Casey & Emily Ley the fabulous faces behind Making Brands Happen . I don’t think I have ever clicked the purchase button so fast! After the life chanigng workshop, I sat filled with fear and excitement as I began to share my previous disappointing designs and my vision for my company with Emily and Lara. I think the meeting lasted all of five seconds. It was a whirlwind. They completely understood my vision, my photography, my client, my business, my personality, and ME! I felt like glitter was raining on me as I exited the building a new Making Brands Happen client. The joy of that day could only be matched by the day I got my branding board from Emily and my website concept from Cathy ( Tears streamed down my face as I saw what they had created for me. Perfection. I am Thrilled to share the new Courtney Dox Photography with you! To say Thank you to Emily, Lara, and Cathy seems like nothing compared to the gratitude I hold for them in my heart. I am so grateful for this journey. The joy was definitely in the journey.



Thank you again!!

Making Brands Happen 

Emily Ley  (Check out her new shop! It is amazing!!)

Lara Casey 

Cathy Olson

Making Things Happen