With each pregnancy, I’ve gone about maternity photos in a different way… with the first we had photos as a couple, with the second it was photos as a family, which proved to be a bit more difficult since we were adding a toddler to the photoshoot, but just as lovely and just as celebratory. And then there’s this time, in which everything this go-round seems to have been different… and for me, I wanted something special, something to remember this last baby bump.
A few weeks ago, okay maybe just a wee bit more than a few weeks, just before Skylar was born I had a photoshoot designed to reflect how I was feeling with this one, a little more laid back than before. I didn’t want to traipse through fields or roll in the sand, but rather, I wanted to capture the here and now of those moments with just him and I, documenting how I felt with that belly… and in the place where I would spend so many of those first hours holding and cuddling his sweet little swaddled self once he wasn’t safely cocooned in my growing bump.
And so with our light and airy maternity shoot, in the comfortable layers of blankets and pillows and complex lighting of my own bedroom, we did it. We stamped a moment in time, with a few clicks of the camera’s shutter release, right to my heart… and into a book that I’ll cherish long beyond any remaining trace of that baby bump and far past his first words, first steps and first lesson at school. A little book of Skylar and I, when I could still only dream of kissing his milky skin.
I’m so happy for these precious moments, and also, so happy for right now. A few squeals from the crib mean that this sweet one is asking for me. Goodbye for now, friends.