I am the girl that waited till the 38th week of pregnancy hits to get maternity photos taken. Yes. So I can fully document how huge I have become. Most gals are sensible enough to schedule pictures documenting ’the glow’. But not me. No. I wait till this glowing gal becomes a super nova (or am I the black hole of food).
Anyhoo. I bribed my little sister (she’s a doll who is super talented at pretty much everything…including being AWESOME) to come over and shoot some photos. It was made very clear that she was to do her best to make me look as pretty as possible. And I am uber-pleased with the results. You wanna see? No judging please I am very vulnerable right now. (vulnerable means jiggly…right?)
Most of the photos were shot in the woods behind our house. We have a creek back there and it was perfect for a country inspired shoot. I also pulled Jeremy away from Call of Duty long enough for a few pics in the yard.
Lori (my lil’ sis) used my camera – it’s a Canon Rebel XSi and my new 50 mm lens (remember I got it for Christmas?). Yeah. Most times I would dang her for her quick learning skills…but in this case, I fall to my knees and thank goodness that she can pick up a camera and do amazing.
Anyone else out there schedule a photo shoot a little past their prime? Or maybe you also climbed out on a fallen tree over a shallow creek nine months pregnant? Let me tell ya…combine the fact that it is pretty much impossible to move with the fact that the photographer is getting attacked by giant weeds and the trickling noise of the creek…and well, let’s just say that Kegels do not prepare you enough.