Momma and I bonded right away.  Sitting in my tiny loft turned newborn studio on the second floor of my home.  She had twins...I had twins.  We both understood the chaos and delicate balancing act of caring for two newborns at the same time.  I recognized the bags under her eyes and remembered all too well the days I longed for more than two hours of sleep at a time.  Fast forward to  my next photo studio.  A small pink building nestled in downtown Canal Winchester.  Two toddlers and now a third baby boy.  Glowing but also overwhelmed, this mama gracefully cared for her three boys.  It was great to reconnect.  Now we both had three boys and shared "war" stories of being a mom to all boys.  Another couple of years, she enters my much larger studio and it's a good thing I decided to "upgrade".  In walk two little men.  Dressed to kill.  Then comes another one.  Dressed just like the other two and finally in walks dad carrying a new baby. A fourth boy.  And their family is complete.  It's so great to see the smiles on their faces.  These five guys are so lucky.  This mama bear is so strong and loving.  I'm honored to be a part of their story......