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Hourglass by @mindygledhill is replaying in my head . . . #jackiraneyphotography #jackiraney #sacramentophotographer #sacramentonewbornphotographer #newbornphotography #motherhood #lifestylephotography #clickmagazine #clickinmoms #dearphotographer #theeverymom #sharetheeverymom
I totally appreciate all the love and support I received yesterday. You guys are the greatest. Now let’s bring the mood back up in here with cute baby yawns and a new mama falling in love 💙 . . . #jackiraneyphotography #jackiraney #sacramentophotographer #sacramentonewbornphotographer #sacramentofamilyphotographer #motherhood #newbornphotography #clickmagazine #dearphotographer #clickinmoms #lifestylephotography
Today was rough, so please excuse me while I open up a bit and get real here. My car was rear ended recently. I was stopped at a red light, and the car behind me just didn’t stop. My kids were in the car with me. We are all ok (thankfully), but my car is a little beat up. The driver’s insurance company hasn’t been able to get ahold of her, and apparently that’s all you need to be able to get out of paying for repairs when you hit someone’s car 🤷🏻♀️ The email from her insurance company today telling me they can’t do anything for me set off a complete emotional meltdown that I think has been sitting somewhere deep inside me for a while. It started with some self pity over the accident (just my luck, of course things would turn out this way), and somehow quickly turned to an all out beratement of me as a person: I’m sure I deserve this. I’m not good enough/worthy enough/strong enough/smart enough. Funny how one small thing can uncover all the hurt completely unrelated to it. I had a long cry, an even longer workout session, and I feel a little better. Not completely healed by any means, but better than the blubbering pile of sobs I was before. I’ll get through this little rough patch. Eventually there will be others, and I’ll get through those too. Diamonds are made from pressure after all, aren’t they? Reminding myself to be grateful for it all (especially for these cuddle monsters who always know when I need them the most).