Mother of nine, birth doula, photographer & unstoppable chatterbox

I'm Savannah

I spend my days wrangling wildlings, tending to our little homestead, and chasing light with a camera in one hand and a toddler in the other. I live for deep conversations, fresh sweet tea in a mason jar, and curling up with a good book after tucking the kids into bed. I homeschool my children, grow what I can, and believe in living slow and close to the earth.

Motherhood is where it all began for me. Not just the births or the babies, but the becoming. It made me pay attention to the details. The sticky hands. The soft morning snuggles. The weight of a sleepy head on my chest as I carry them to bed. That's when I picked up my camera with fresh eyes. I don't want to just take pictures, but to tell stories.

I dance when food tastes good, make ridiculous facial expressions, and have absolutely been caught singing my heart out at red lights. My husband, Jake is the calm in the chaos and the one who always reminds me that my dreams are worth chasing. Most of our babies were born at home, and I will forever be a believer in choosing the birth space that feels right for you. Birth is sacred.

When I'm not holding space at a birth or behind the camera, you'll probably find me in the garden, elbows deep in the soil, chatting away with the chickens or curled up with a cozy blanket rewatching Harry Potter for the millionth time.

My life isn't perfect, but it's mine. And I wouldn't trade it for anything.