Waves of Anticipation | Maternity Session on Emerald Isle Shore

An evening on the shore of Emerald Isle inspired by feelings of anticipation.

How it looked:

The air was heavy and warm, the kind that settles on your skin and hums quietly with salt. Out over the water, clouds gathered in deep shades of slate and indigo. The kind that promise rain but still hold a strange kind of peace. The horizon blurred into a moody gradient where sea met sky, and every few minutes, a flash of light rippled far in the distance.

How it felt:

He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. No words, just quiet. The kind of quiet that feels heavy and safe all at once. Together they moved slowly through the dunes, stopping often to breathe, to listen, to take in the way the world looked right before the storm.

She stood at the edge of the waves, still and strong, the wind pushing her hair across her shoulders. Her hands rested over her belly, grounding her in this fleeting chapter. Waiting, expecting, becoming. The way she looked toward the sea felt both calm and full of ache, like she knew her world was shifting and would never be the same.

How it looked:

Wild and untamed, but felt deeply peaceful. The kind of evening that reminds you that beauty doesn’t always come from perfection. Sometimes it’s found in the wind, the darkened clouds, the tousled hair, and the quiet waves of anticipation.