More than five years ago I moved to Baltimore, straight from a hospital in State College, PA, where I'd had my firstborn son.  I didn’t know anybody and I was very lonely. After few days, I took my son to the Canton library where I met Gloria, who introduced me to library’s Mother Goose on the Loose program. That is how I met other moms with babies, who in short time became my good friends.

We used to walk by the waterfront, pushing along our strollers, have coffee in Firehouse or Starbucks, take babies to Patterson park, Dypski, or that small one on Thames street. Yes, we hanged out together a lot, always with strollers.  Our conversations were all about our little angels, we shared our worries and happy moments. Then, most of us got second babies, which made things more chaotic. We still met from time to time, but not as often. And, our kids grew up so fast. Now, they go to school. No strollers, no diapers, no cups, no gold fish, no bars.

The other day when I was in the gym, taking yoga class, I noticed few pregnant moms, and had such a flash back. I remembered how ladies from the gym’s kids’ club would come by in the middle of the yoga class, looking for me, telling me that my son or daughter were crying, in need of feeding or diaper changing. That doesn’t happen anymore. I realized that the baby phase for me was over, and that now in Baltimore live new moms, busy with their babies as I was few years ago.

When I think about my friend moms from Baltimore, great memories come back to me. I remember them always taking pictures of their children, trying to capture every precious moment, as I did too. Going through my pictures from that period, I hardly see any of myself, only kids and my hubby. Moms are almost always photographers in their families and thus invisible. And, to be honest, moms with small kids do not have much time to look glamorous, it is all about their loving creatures.

When I started photography business, I promised myself that every time I take family portraits, I would always make few individual pictures of moms. I would make them special, glamorous and stunning.  They deserve to be beautiful. After so much that we went trough with our children, we need some moments only for ourselves. We need proof that we were good moms, but fabulous looking too.

Indeed, Baltimorean moms you are truly beautiful.