Little Miracles. Clarksville Triplet Newborn Baby Photographer


Sometimes life is just HARD.  Circumstances change in an instant – one minute on the top of the world and the next feeling as if you’re at the end of the world.  People come in and out of our lives and we may never know the mountains they’ve climbed or the storms they’re enduring.  They may never know our battles either.

Since childhood, I’ve always been the one intent on rescuing everyone.  I can’t count the number of times I brought home a stray animal, invested in a homeless person or took in a friend in need – much to my mother’s dismay.  The one thing I have always struggled with is rescuing myself in times of need.  I wouldn’t ask for help, I would bottle up my feelings, and I’d keep on truckin’ with the infamous mantra “fake it til you make it”.

This past Winter and Spring, I endured one big monster of a storm.  Although I continued to move through life as if I was just fine, I wasn’t getting better emotionally.  No matter how much I “faked it”, I couldn’t seem to “make it”.  I felt as if I had lost my spirit – my joy.  Bitterness had overcome me and I couldn’t see past my own pain and circumstances.  I couldn’t for the life of me figure out how to shake this “funk” that I was going through.  My Aunt Mona casually suggested to maybe do something for someone else.  I will admit that I thought she was ridiculous and that she couldn’t possibly understand my pain.

Shortly after, my pastor challenged our church to commit to random acts of kindness that week.  Convenient, right?  I felt a little tug on my heart – I knew God had a plan.  After posting a casting call, I had the newborn triplets lined up for a free photoshoot.  My dear friend Jamie drove up to help {posing 3 babies takes extra hands for sure!}.  During the 3-4 hours we were photographing, we learned this family’s story – that the triplets were naturally conceived, joining 3 siblings ages 4, 3, and 2, facing a military relocation to Oklahoma in 2 weeks, and that the family hadn’t received any aid whatsoever from their Army “family”.  I knew what God was telling me to do – there was no doubt.

The fundraiser started out small with $5 – $20 donations here and there from average families living paycheck to paycheck.  A handful of big contributors stepped in with $100 donations, and families all over brought bags and bags of items for triplets.  Two cribs, a stroller, boxes and boxes of diapers and wipes, bags and bags of clothes, baby toys and gear, and so much more.  Jamie Lynn Photography offered to donate $1 for every new Facebook fan she received until the fundraiser ended.  She challenged other businesses to match her pledge and 4 very charitable small businesses took her up on that.  In a week’s time, we were able to give the triplets and their family $2,100 and more than a van full of material donations.  It was truly amazing – my heart was filled to the brim with joy.

During that week, I babysat the babies a few times to allow the parents time to pack, get moved out of their apartment, and go out to dinner for a date {I had to force them to do that one}.  I became so attached to these little angels – my heart would pound and tears would well up in my eyes at the thought of them leaving the next day.  Mulling over the past week, I realized that I hadn’t thought about last spring’s “storm” and the “funk” I had battled for so long.  The relentless hurt and painful memories barely crossed my mind the whole week.  I was driven and focused on helping this family and easing their struggles.  I wanted to rescue them.  Never in a million years would I have imagined that these babies would have rescued ME.

I cried my heart out when we said goodbye – partly because I was going to miss them to pieces and I wouldn’t get to watch them grow like so many other babies I photograph.  Honestly, the majority of the tears were pure love and gratitude for the little miracles these babies have been to me.  Because of them, I have finally found my joy.

Abigail, Gabriel, and Lucas – thank you.  From the bottom of my heart, to the moon and back, thank you.



10 thoughts on “Little Miracles. Clarksville Triplet Newborn Baby Photographer

    • April, It always feel good to help someone in need! I was just like you, believe or not! I always brought home strangers , saying my mom will take care of you! Times were so much different then, I was very lucky, my dad was just like that, one of his last good deeds was to pick up a hitchhiker, I felt very uncomfortable, but that was my dad! He even emptied our pool to help an eagle to get well, we were just like that my dad & me! His last good deed turned out to be a guy on the news wanted by the law, it was the guy he picked up. Always follow your gut, & always listen to Mona, I’ve known the Lemleys way before your Mom! ❤ you bunches!

  1. You are truly amazing and such a blessing to the many lives you’ve touched, I am forever grateful for having you in my life. I have worried about you thru this storm and am so happy to know you have the joy and peace in your life I pray for daily…the reason is you are stronger than you know and God has greater things for you! 😉

  2. Im so impressed, not with just your work but mostly just with you! I know of your struggles, you got them honestly. Except your beter at dealing with and recognising it them I. I love you, and am so proud of you. good luck you more than any one deserve!!! dad

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