Well, so far the spring has been stormy and wild and gray. In stark contrast to that are the beautiful babies I have had the pleasure of photographing. They have all been calm and tiny and beautiful. This little man was no exception. He was 14 days old at our session. His mom and I went to high school together, and it was so good to see her again. She was happy and oh-so-proud of her new baby. I feel all warm and fuzzy when I look at these images. Take that, Gray Skies!
Before we had babies, I spent some time watching other people with kids, thinking about how I was going to do things when I had my own. I will be the best mom ever, I would say to myself. My kids will sleep through the night at three months old, and they’ll be potty trained at 18 months. They are going to be so smart and well-behaved! If only life worked that way. Reality is that my almost-three-year-old son has a speech delay. But he can say 50+ words now, and he has learned 3 words in sign language: milk, please, and thanks. My 11-month-old still wakes up an average of three times per night to nurse. But he takes an afternoon nap at the same time as his big brother. I’m tired, but I’m blissfully happy. I had high hopes and big dreams. But reality, in all its imperfection, is far more perfect.
This little lady was so relaxed at 10 days old. I was so happy to meet her and her mama. Isn’t she just precious?
