Amarillo Texas Photographer Bethany Fields

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Lil' Sis | Amarillo Baby Photographer

Remember this sweet lil' thang from a few short months ago?  So round and soft and pudgy and perfect?  Well, I'm pleased to report she is still just so...only more babbly and expressive and wonderful!

This sweet lil' miss is a member of my Baby Steps Club and she was due for her six months photographs! How fun for me!!

One of the most fun parts of this age is their ability to be smiley and absolutely adorable and their lack of ability to scoot away from me.  haha.  Six months old is putty in my hands....*snicker*  Not to mention just about anything is hilarious to them.  Well, Miss S is very easily amused.  Isn't she cute?

She made the cutest little expressions.  Here I think Daddy went outside the window we were perched in from of - "why is Daddy outside?" I think her eyes are pretty amazingly blue.  I love them.

We borrowed Mommy's pearls for these shots.  She is a little princess indeed!

Daddy wasn't in the first set of photos we did for her and wanted to be in a few.  Aren't they cute?  And doesn't he look proud?  Doesn't she look comfy?  

I think my favorite from the set.  Can't wait to get her in front of my camera again!!! 

 

Friends | Amarillo Texas Photographer

So I love this mama and her family more than I can express.  We go way, way, way back to the days of heavy lipliner and big hair.  Half shirts and belly chains (me, not her.  haha!)  Days of leisure and no kids.  Somewhere along the way we lost each other and then, by complete surprise, found each other. 

We found each other at Mother's Day Out.  I had just had Gillian.  She had only her oldest.  We cried and hugged and made people stare. We delighted in each other's children.  We slowly began to know each other again.  

That was about three years ago and since then, our friendship has deepened and grown and blossomed.  We've had playdates, watched each other's children, shopped, drank wine, laughed, cried and prayed together.  We've traveled, we've eaten, we've talked and we've talked and we've talked.  

So when she asked for pictures this past Fall, I knew where we would go.  This beautiful place is a favorite for me.  I love the soft golden light of the setting sun.  I love the tall grasses and roughness.  I love this old bench that I bought on a trip with my sweet friend....

So thankful for memories together.  For these sweet people in my life.  Feeling full and happy and content.  

 

Pink | Amarillo Texas Photographer

I saw this tree and knew it was for her.

We ventured over before school was out one day...one big and one little.  Just her and just me.

Her wearing my sister's vintage dress (that eventually was mine) and a purse made and painted by my sweet Grandma for my mother.  Playing.

How could I have know how girls could be?

How sweet they are.

How blessed I am.

Then, now and forever.  

Transforming | Amarillo Texas Photography

Sitting here with my sweet Optimus Prime, mi numero uno, my first born.  We've watched cartoons, Harry Potter and now, Transformers.  It used to be Bob the Builder, Thomas and Curious George.  He's home today after a night of tummy issues that left him tired and weak.  Snuggled on the couch and feeling better, I sit and watch him watching.  

There are so many things I remember about him, and many memories have to tug out from a distant darkened corner somewhere in my brain.  I have noticed something about him lately that I used to think was so far in the future.  The pulling away.  The apron strings being loosened.  The slight dismay at this mother that still wants control, control, control.  He is growing up.

It's been so gradual, I didn't notice.

Until.

His exclamations when I ask if I can re-brush his teeth.  The jerk of the hand when I reach up to pick something off of his face.  The hesitation to wear the clothing I choose.  The walking at a distance when I pick him up from school.

While Benjamin still nestles his face into my arms, and says with thumb in mouth (yes, still) "I want you," and Gillian throws herself at us with wild abandon, Colin hesitates and almost doesn't know what to do. He is diverging and on a path that I can't follow.

But last night....

Last night at 3:00am after the umpteenth bout of sickness, he crawled into my lap (all 78 pounds), curled up like a baby and put his arms around my neck.  He nestled, sighed.

I closed my eyes and held him.  

So very tight.