
Back in August, some friends asked me to photograph their 9 week old Daughter. They live 6 hours away, but were planning a trip here to see family. We had a small window of time at a park that I have only been to once. I went into it feeling very anxious. I had 5 minutes to scope the place out for lighting issues, and then jumped in feet first.

I don't often get the chance to photograph babies. In fact, the last time I photographed a 9 week old, it was Sugar Bear, and I had no clue what I was doing with my little 4 MP point and shoot.

I fumbled around for a bit, and baby girl wasn't sure she liked my basket, but I managed to snag some decent shots, before she insisted on a mama break.

After a change of clothes, the little honey proceeded to seriously inspect her surroundings.

Her fun outfit did nothing to lift her spirits.

Our next tactic was to go directly to her heart....you know....through her tummy. After a little feeding, we stripped that little honey, and plopped her back in the basket.

She was much more content, and showed her joy by flailing her arms about...

and chewing on her fists.

What sort of infant would she be if she gave in to our plan, and didn't insist on some more love from mama?

Love and adoration.

Hugs and Kisses.

Daddy couldn't let Mama hog all the limelight, so he stepped in to lend a hand...or two.

I had something altogether different planned for the next few shots, but somehow, I wasn't able to deliver. If you look hard enough, you can see both Mom and Dad's hands supporting her head in these.

They oooooooo'd and awwwwww'd and proceeded to completely smother her with utterances of love.

And she reciprocated. Awwwwww...look at that smile.

All that loving makes a girl hungry, so after another quick nursing, Mama put her in one last outfit, and we struggled to get a few last shots while her tolerance was waning.

I felt so honored to be given a chance to help them capture this moment in time for them. This time that will be fleeting. This time to cherish. It is obvious that they adore every inch of this little bundle of baby fat, and who can blame them? Look at that arm....have you seen such scrumptious rolls?

To be honest, I wanted a do over on this shoot. I know I can be overly critical of myself, but I know I could have done better. I see so many silly mistakes, and wish I could have another chance, but the truth is....babies change from day to day, she will never be as she was that day. It is what it is...and despite my errors she is beautiful.
























