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Joanna | Newborn Session | Lewis Center, Ohio Lifestyle Photographer

This post is several months overdue… due to the birth of our own child, Titus! Our dear friends, Mike and Megan, asked me to come shoot Joanna’s newborn session and I am grateful! It has been so fun to connect with old friends now that we are back in Columbus. My husband officiated their wedding and so it was a particular honor for me to photograph them welcoming their first child home. Congratulations sweet friends!! She is a doll:)


D’Attoma Studios: In Ohio

This announcement has been simmering in my mind for several months now and I think it’s finally time to share where my business is headed. I allowed it all to take a back seat while we moved in the fall and prepared for baby #2: Titus! It was not a priority and wanted my family and my new church and home to get all of my energy in these recent months.

I also worked for a photographer at the end of high school/beginning of college (almost 10 years ago!) and they graciously called when they heard I had moved back to the area and extended me an amazing opportunity to come work with them. They tackle everything from in-studio portraits to senior/family/newborn sessions, school yearbook pictures, team sports portraits, corporate events, weddings and MORE. They have more than 30 years of business in Columbus and I was offered the chance to work and learn under their amazing expertise and thriving business. Sounds perfect, right?

Well…I kept thinking about this opportunity in mind and mulling it over. Something wasn’t sitting right. So I asked myself…why did I want to become a photographer? Why did I start my business?

“To love and serve others while supporting my husbands ministry and being available for my family.” 

Working for another photographer would require set hours, a ton of commitment to their needs, and consistent time away from home. While I know there are tons of mamas out there that work, (and for several months I was ready to be one of them), I know I started my business to have the exact opposite lifestyle. Photography is something I love and fortunately it’s something that I can weave in and out of our schedules. As a business owner, I can photograph as much or as little as our season allows. Right now, with a busy toddler and new baby, it’s going to be at the end of my priority list…but… I know it’s time to start building again. In a blink of an eye, both of our kids will be in school and I would love to have a large clientele base again filled with families that I can serve through photography.

So, this summer…I will be launching again and giving deep discounts compared to where my prices left off in South Carolina. (ESPECIALLY SENIORS!! More information about being a senior rep this summer coming ASAP!) While I have 7 years of experience, we have many new friends and many potential new clients who don’t know me from Adam:)Take a chance and book a session so I can get to know you!! If you want to see a bit of my work, browse through the categories on my blog and check out some of my favorite images below. (My website is currently down as I don’t have the money to invest in it right now).

Email me: dattomastudios@gmail.com for all the details!!! 

Newborn/Lifestyle Photography

Kids/Family Portraits






Titus Joseph: Birth Story

Titus Birth Story


I woke up Friday morning with back pain around 5:30. I started focusing on the pain, not sure yet if I was contracting as it was pretty mild. Over the next half hour, I noticed about every 8-10 minutes the pain intensified a bit. I texted my mom at 6:00am and asked her to head to our house. She lives a little over an hour from us. I stressed that there wasn’t a huge hurry since I had just started contracting and they were still so far apart.


A little after 6:00 I woke up Mike and told him I was contracting and asked my mom to head this way. We were still resting in bed and Mila was watching a show on our tv. At 6:30 I noticed contractions were getting a little closer together and I tried to go downstairs so I could focus and figure out how far apart they were. Mila starting crying and chasing me down the steps so I went back to bed to calm her down and lay with her a few more minutes. I counted contractions more like 7-8 minutes apart.


At 7:00 I text my mom to see if she was on the road and she said she was leaving in about 15 minutes. I jumped in the shower. I noticed contractions picking up rapidly but wasn’t looking at a clock to know how far apart they were. I got dressed and tried to dry my hair. I could only up the hair drying for a minute or two and then I would lose my breath in a contraction. I settled for a wet head and threw it up. I started timing again… 4-5 minutes apart. I checked the clock… 7:45. Mom was on the road, but still wouldn’t arrive at house until 8:30 at the earliest. I told Mike we had to find someone now to stay with Mila and we had to go. He made a few phone calls and got our friend and neighbor Marc to come over.


During those last few minutes I told Mike to get Mila’s carseat out of the car, I threw some last minute items in my hospital bag, I helped Mila go potty and go downstairs for breakfast, I yelled for a trash can and threw up (even cleaned up the floor where I had missed the bin), and picked up Mila to let her sit on the counter so I could hug her (She wanted held and I knew I couldn’t hold her). Marc arrived at 8:10 and I was getting some water for the road, Mike made some coffee and turned on a tv show for Mila to watch. Marc mentioned we might hit rush our traffic on the way to the hospital and we were out the door a few minutes later. I told Mike to time my contractions as we drove. Down to 1-3 minutes apart. I took deep breaths, kept my eyes closed and we made jokes as they came and went.


We arrived at 8:40. We valeted the car, I got wheeled up to the 3rd floor and the nurse asked me to get up and walk to a room to get registered. We reminded them that we pre-registered and she calmly said, “It’s procedure” and told me to get changed into the gown on the bed and she walked back to her desk. I did and then walked to the bathroom. When I was headed back to my room, a Dr. noticed my breathing and asked to come in and check my progress and wondered if I was interested in an epidural. I said, “Yes, if there’s time but I doubt it. This is moving FAST!” She discovered I was easily 8cm dilated and sent me straight to labor and delivery. This was approximately 8:50. The next 23 minutes were almost too intense to describe. Remembering them now, I feel like I am recalling a scene from a movie. Nurses swarmed around us. The anesthesiologist came into the room and walked out as quickly as he entered. Absolutely no time for that. My contractions were almost too close together to breathe through. Suddenly, my water broke. I kept thinking that I was going to pass out. My doctor ran in and nurses told me it was time for our baby to be born. It was time to push. Mike stood next to me and I squeezed his hand…probably harder than he ever thought I could. One nurse yelled that baby’s heart rate was dropping and this was it. I had to get him out. Another nurse told me to stop screaming and bear down to push. (HA!) I knew I was screaming at that point, but honestly, I felt like I was hearing someone else. I kept my eyes closed to not pass out from all the adrenaline and endless activity in the room. I heard more yelling from everyone around me and after a handful of hard pushes, he arrived! Titus Joseph was born at 9:13am on Good Friday. 5 lbs 13 oz. 19 inches long. Head of dark brown hair and beautiful olive skin. I did it. We did it. I can’t believe we made it in time!



Getting these pictures up while I have a chance! Pictures from Christmas and the beginning of our winter together!




Memories in the Midst

What a whirlwind. Life has been picking me up in it’s current for weeks now and my feet have barely touched the ground. I would say for about 50% of the time we’ve been living in Ohio, I’ve been living out of a suitcase. (Either on trips or taking a full week to unpack so I just keep grabbing things from my bags.) We have bought a new house, new furniture, decorated for Thanksgiving and now Christmas, worked our way through unpacking boxes and getting our home the way we want it, started new jobs, Mila started a new school….and OH, we’re expecting a baby boy. Any other big-life-events to add to the list? We’re hitting most of them head on. I realized yesterday that we’ve not only lived in FOUR homes since she was born, but have celebrated the Holiday season in THREE different ones… and even THREE different cities. I am hoping to have many Christmas mornings in this house.

We drove up from South Carolina for the move, Mila and I took weekend trips to Rockford Michigan & back to South Carolina, and the 3 of us drove to Kansas and back for Thanksgiving. We spent a total of 30 hours in the car that week. (Way. too. much!!!!) I am very grateful I didn’t do that trip alone though, and we are extremely grateful to Mike’s parents for helping us break up the trip with their hotel points. It saved me, in more ways than one, for sure.

I have been thinking lately that I haven’t been documenting stories of our daily life with Mila. She is so full of life and our joke around here is that she needs to learn how to be more animated. (Right, mom?:)That is NOT one of her problems. Her expressiveness, in behavior and speech, makes life so much fun. She still has an amazing memory – especially for people – and will talk about friends in South Carolina, cousins in Kansas, other students at school and at church. She is making relationships here quickly, but hasn’t forgotten many we love so dearly. She has been asking to go to Nana and Pop Pop’s house and tickle them! Cracks me up every time.

She loves our big yard, and simultaneously, HATES to be bundled up. She’s the one kid at church that always seen running around barefoot and rarely gets out of her Sunday school classroom without tears because we have to put everything (including coat and hat!) back on. We love that we live close to the zoo and her favorite animal right now is the gorilla. She also loves the penguins, giraffes, and reindeer. We went to see the zoo lights this week and she was fascinated. We pushed her around for about an hour and half, all bundled up, and 3 blankets piled on her lap. She saw Santa for the first time and was incredibly eager to “go say hi.” When he reached for her to sit on his lap, she clung to me like gorilla glue and cried when they abruptly took our picture. He handed me a candy cane and I asked her if she was scared and she answered, “No! I didn’t want them to take my picture!!” Then, I dropped her candy cane and it shattered… giving us a very successful end to our first encounter at the “North Pole”. She has informed us, however, that she’d like Santa to bring her Mint M&M’s, cookies and puzzles. One day it won’t be that easy!

Mila loves her new room and is very excited for her new bed. We told her that we were passing her bed onto her baby brother and she is still adjusting to that idea, I think. She was sure the baby was a girl and she keeps asking for a sister. Not going to happen, sweetheart. Mila LOVES to be involved with life around the house. People often say, “Man, she’s busy!” but she’s also very curious and helpful. She helped me paint the chalkboard wall, she likes to help “cook” dinner (sitting on the counter & mixing or taste-testing!), she almost always puts things back where she gets them and, I think, genuinely likes to clean. She has been obsessed with sitting next to the bathroom sink and using a toothbrush to rinse and clean off her foam bath letters. Recently, she walked into the bathroom and said, “Oh, Mom! You’re out of toilet paper!” She went straight to the cabinet, found a new one, and took the old roll to the trash.

We love to go play at the play park at the mall near us, play on the slide at Chickfila (a little Southern comfort!), and mom and dad just helped us to signed Mila up for a 9 week toddler gymnastics class that starts in January. (Thanks for the idea!) I am excited:)I googled a video of a similar class and showed it to Mila to try to explain to her what we were going to do. She became overjoyed and said. “I do that!! I want to go run and jump and flip and play!!” I told her I would be taking her soon and she said. “Daddy too!!”. So, I guess daddy will be joining us… at least for the first class.:)

Mila is started to recognize letters and actually says “ABC’s!” anytime she sees words out in public. She loves our time reading together and has been taking the books and saying, “Ok, I read now!” There a few books she knows pretty close to memory and loves to “read them” to me. She loves animals. She loves PLAY DOH. She is so artistic and loves markers and stickers. She loves music and especially loves nursery rhymes. She always seems to have Baa Baa Black Sheep stuck in her head and she will BELT IT OUT in the middle of Target for everyone to hear. She sings You Are My Sunshine beautifully and I’ve been trying to catch it on video without her noticing. No luck yet, but I will get it. It is such a special memory to hear her voice and hear her sing at such a young age.

We are having a low-key Christmas this year, and I couldn’t be more excited for the reprieve. We have traveled for every.single.holiday since we got married (2009) except for one Thanksgiving. We will wake up in our new home on Christmas morning, continue our Christmas traditions and my whole family will be coming over to celebrate with us. I get to cook and host and have my home filled with our family. I couldn’t ask for a better gift this year.

Here are some pictures I’ve been taking on my phone over the last 6 weeks or so… wanted to post them here to remember these little memories floating in the middle of all the B-U-S-Y.