The impulse to create photographs springs from my near desperate drive to capture the details of the changing seasons of childhood. Anticipatory grief for what will be lost to growth and change has been one of many emotional experiences of motherhood for me. I feel the bi-directional pull of wanting my children to stay the same and to grow. I grieve and celebrate every milestone, every centimeter added. Photography is my balm and consolation; it lets me freeze my children in this moment and it lets me release them with joy and gratitude into the next.