A mother of four, photographer, nature lover. Someone trying to make sense of it all, through photos and stories. 

I try to be free in all senses of the word, so I made the leap and now work with what I love doing; taking pictures, storing this life in moments, both for myself and for clients. My heart is in photographing birth and motherhood, but I take on just about any photography job. 
(See my birth photos at www.birth.no and the rest of my work portfolio at www.bygdefotografen.no.)

I live on a farm in Norway with my man Nik and my children Ronja, Freja, Falk and Ulv, plus a bunch of animals. We grow our own food as far as the seasons allow it, we don't go to kindergarten, the three youngest ones will be homeschooled.

We govern our own lives, we strive for independence, we want to be in this life wild and free and full of love.

Last week's journey.

We went into the hospital on Monday, and Falk was born that day. We stayed for two nights, not a long time really, but it felt good to go home then. When I came out of the hospital and into the world, everything felt different, and it was as if I had been gone for a long time. I realized that the world was the same, but that I had travelled far. We had a little son. Our little, beautiful Falk.

The view from the hospital adds to the magic of being in that cocoon, of having had your baby and all is well, and you're there, just soaking it all up, while the world continues outside. The first morning after Falk was born, I woke up early, probably around 6 am. Mr. Payne and Falk were still asleep. The curtains were open, and I sat in my bed, and while I watched, the town slowly woke up. Lights came on in the windows, cars started passing, people took themselves to work. And there we were, fresh from a miracle.

Coming home was lovely. Balloons were up, and the girls were to say the least excited. They embrace their little brother warmly, and so far no signs of jealousy have occurred.

The main person himself is a very relaxed type of guy, at least so it seems (experience tells me that these things can change), so our days have been stress free so far. Snuggles snuggles and more snuggles!

So life goes on then, and it will never be like before.

God, I wish I could have endless amounts of babies.

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Inside the bubble.

He is here!