Most of my friend’s had babies around the same time I did….it was kinda odd now that I think about it. The little ones will most likely be in the same grade at school…have similar milestones and interests…go to one another’s birthday parties and be in the same Sunday school class. It’s kinda like God was ensuring that I would be friends with my girls for a lot longer. Like an insurance policy. except for friendships. Good job God. because I currently really like my friends.
Sorry about my ramble…here is one of my friend Brook’s little girl, Maggie…and a couple smatterings of big sister Lilley too. You may recall that I snapped some photos of Brook when she was in the hospital. And if you are really good, you may remember Lilley from waybackwhen.
Like my backdrop? Yeah…I got four yards of this cute colorful polka dot fabric for a couple bucks at Goodwill. It’s amazing what I walk outta there with.
Kent got in on the action…love the pink shirt.
Maggie fell asleep part of the time I was there…
so we stuck her in a basket. Everyone loves a baby in a basket.
You can’t really tell in these photos because they are all edited…but she had some major red splotches. She was only four days old and you could tell her skin was adjusting to the air. It’s funny because Brook said that it was only that day that she broke out like that. Figures. I betcha she did that just to make editing a little more of a challenge. Babies do that, you know…they sense what you are capable of and then push a little farther than that.
I love this one. I think it’s because you can see all that dark hair…it’s so girly to me…a head full of dark hair. Maybe because I had a head full of darkness…so whenever I see it, I kinda melt a little inside. Yes. I know that sounds conceited.
Brook’s mom walked in right before this shot was taken. I just shouted “C’mon Gaye…jump in” and she did. Brook hadn’t seen her since she delivered…so you can kinda tell that Brook is starting to tear up…
I love how even as adults we still need our moms every once in a while. Like when they are in the room, we can breathe a little easier. My mom says that love always flows down…from mother to child…but I’d like to argue that every once in a while, like in a moment of crisis, love flows up. I know that I still need my mom. probably more now than I am an adult. funny how that works.
Maggie woke up for a minute. Nursed. Took a couple photos. and then fell back asleep. She did let us see those newborn grayblue eyes though.
Since Maggie was a little in and out of sleep and hunger and pooping, I just focused on Lilley. She wasn’t happy.
I think I need to start practicing editing photos a little bit brighter and lighter…you know…because it doesn’t come natural for me. I like the dark. I like the moody and the brooding. I like shadows and detail and the grit of a dark edit job. But I can see the value in lighter. in the overexposed look. I think they look fresh…even if the subject is a little salty
Just something to practice. See the graininess? That’s from pushing my camera to it’s limits. It just isn’t capable of some things…like shooting in a dark room and with a high ISO and coming out non-grainy. That’s ok…we’ll just call it artistic, right?
She got a piece of bread and perked up. She is a girl after my own heart…loving carbs like that.
So have you guys been practicing your photography skills? Or maybe you are working on your editing? Or perhaps you just can’t get over the polka dot fabric…or are you about to call your mom just to tell her “I love you”?
p.s. I got another couple baby photo shoots coming up soon…so my apologies to your aching uterus