That’s my new nephew in there, ya’ll.

We HAD planned to do a sunrise session at Beluga Point. You know, something epically Alaskan and worthy of my brother’s and sis-in-law’s trek from the Lower 48. Instead, we ended up with gale-force winds. Our backup plan was a rocky cove at sunset down in Seward, a unique experience in itself, but it was raining cats and dogs. So the whole plan was nixed and the next day we started the long drive back from Seward to Palmer.

As we were passing Kenai Lake and oooing and ahhing over how gorgeous it was in the afternoon light, I made a comment that we could turn around right then and do pictures on the beach. But everyone was tired from the weekend’s fun, so we kept on driving, only to pass yet another picturesque lake surrounded by our beloved mountains. With each mile, the feeling of regret grew, and it wasn’t long before we did a U-turn because we just couldn’t let a beautiful location and beautiful light go to waste. Not after all of our foiled attempts. Not even if it had us getting home at midnight.

And it was worth it.

Thanks, Lower Trail Lake, you made these maternity pictures so very memorable and special.

P.S.- We really wanted to get pictures with my brother, too, but almost ran out of time. On the morning they left, we got up extra early and did a just-after-sunrise session at the Matanuska Riverfront in Palmer, Alaska, which matched the lake pictures quite nicely!