Month: January, 2012
Oh, Miss Beffers. Beef-a-licious. Beef. Baby Joy. It doesn’t matter what we call you, you’re always our little big ray of sunshine. I remember watching moms with their daughters at the mall or restaurants and wondering what it was like to have a little lady for a best friend, a little person I could tell secrets to. You’re more wonderful than anything I could have hoped for or dreamed of. I love every moment of being your mom; I used to wish that you could go back to being a newborn because I loved how you were small enough to sleep on my chest at night; now I just want time to stand still so I can drink you in, keep you from growing up, and freeze those moments where you just look at me, smile knowingly and snuggle up to me. This mother-daughter connection is powerful, so different from the fierce love I felt — and still do — for the boys.
You are soft and sweet and silky and curly and sassy and saucy and persnickety all rolled into one perfect little 16 pound(!) blonde-haired, blue-eyed, curly-cropped bundle. Pure Joy. Your middle name fits you so well and we flatter ourselves that we experienced a flash of prophecy when naming you.
In keeping with your independent and feisty spirit, you wanted nothing to do with me during your multiple one-year sessions. So I let you be, hung back with my camera, and just quietly snapped you exploring fruit orchards, running away from me, wandering through fields, smashing apples together, and tiptoeing around in your new little boots you are so proud of.
You may have turned one in November, but you’ll always be our baby.
When Kelly first contacted me, I think my heart stopped beating for a second. Maybe even two. She’s a super talented and stylish designer and a photographer in her own right. She wanted to schedule a session celebrating her fourth anniversary along with a little peek of her new shape (she’s got a baby growing in her belly!). I loved the idea of anniversary pics, especially just in time for Christmas cards, and I never turn down an opportunity to capture the beauty and wonder of pregnancy. And a cool bonus? She and her husband D were spending the weekend in Lanesboro, so I was able to enjoy a long quiet drive to and from the session, and enjoy silence I rarely get to experience in the car with three small children.
The great thing about photographing another photographer is they understand needing to look for the light and that sometimes photographers say and do crazy things to get the shot. The bad thing about photographing another photographer is that I was incredibly nervous the whole time!
In the end, it was a slightly nerve-wracking but exciting experience to work FOR another photographer, and it reminded me of the many talented photographers here in Rochester and throughout Minnesota that I am blessed to know, both personally and virtually. Some are just starting out, some are seasoned pros, and many of us are somewhere in between.
Enjoy your last trimester, Kelly, and I hope you and D have a WONDERFUL, joy-filled birth!