. .:: I met Katie and her boys one day while hanging out in Fort Collins, Colorado. Fast-forward far into the future and we're chatting on the phone. "I'm pregnant, Michelle!" Before you know it, we're nailing down the sweet details for her sessions with her fourth little munchkin! I've been so honored to get to follow this little man through his entire journey with his mama. He gave her trouble at times. (She would probably argue MOST of the time). After his birth, he was whisked away for care in the NICU, struggling to keep his oxygen levels up. Katie stayed by his side, her days becoming confused with nights, no concept of time, always on the alert. When I was finally able to come meet him, he was sleeping in his mama's arms, behind a blue curtain, surrounded by machines and plugged in every which way. The rhythm of life was paced to beep... beep... beeps. And there we sat, and chatted, and Katie went about her regular routine of breastfeeding, diaper changing, collaborating with the nurses every time an alarm sounded, switching his pulse oximeter from one foot to the other, wooing him to sleep. And she did it all so calmly, so patiently, with love and expertise. ::. .