I’m a little behind on blogging, ok a lot behind on blogging. I had a crazy baby boom, and the result was over loading my computer and frying my hard drive! Unfortunately the nearest Mac store is 2 hours away, which made something that should have been fairly easy turn into a 3 week fiasco. Phew, now that its all behind me I’ve been working on breaking it again by not giving it a moments rest. Seriously though. I have blisters on my wrist from editing so much. However, all these perfect little babies are worth the struggle! I almost got to be there for Axton’s birth, but things got a little complicated and mommy had a c-section instead. I did get to pop in and meet him for his fresh 48 and then again for his newborn session. To me its crazy to see the difference between 2 days and 2 weeks. Let alone how they look after a month! Talk about growing fast.
But yes, I do sometimes shoot births, I don’t advertise a lot for it because its hard to commit and lockdown such an unknown schedule without dependable baby sitters! I love them, I think they are magical and sometimes I wish I were secretly a doula. My dream job just might be to hang out with pregnant women all the time, be there while they deliver, capture those magic first moments of life on the outside and the first time baby and momma are united out of the womb. Then to get the little details of the human you made! The alien like fingers, wrinkly saggy skin. The first time they use their lungs to scream. Sigh. Its so magical. I know I totally go out of my way to be a weirdo, sorry guys! I love fresh 48’s for the same reason. Love the raw unposed shots of the new little ones. Growing humans is amazing.
Lyrik. What can say about this chunk? SOOOO much. First of all, I love his chub. I can say that because I know his mama. Its a strange world being a newborn photographer. Its one of those things I think you just really, really have to love it. I mean, you really have to genuinely be ok with getting spit up on, pooped on, peed on, and screamed at. With those downsides, the perks totally outweigh the bad. One perk being CHUBBY BABIES. And when they are your friends babies, you totally can take those “nom nom” voices you are making in your head and finally say them out loud. Because chances are your friends already know you are super weird and crazy. Which its fine for strangers to know that also (which you all do after a session) but there is a fine line between “oh she loves babies!” and “is she really gonna nibble on my kid???” I promise guys, I will not nibble on your kid. Really. Its just sometime you can’t help but think it and make those noises out loud.
Phew. I feel better getting that out in the open. Thanks Christina for letting me nom on your baby, letting me snuggle him, and most of all letting me bombard your house with all my stuff and take pictures in your dining room. (because, have camera, will travel!)