So often after a newborn session, I find myself focusing on the solo shots of mom & baby and on images that capture the bond they share. After all, I’ve been a new mom before, and I never get tired of witnessing the very special connection between mothers and their brand new babies.
But at my newborn session this past weekend, the tender moments between father & son simply stole my heart. The photographs of 8 day old Sean with his father ( and namesake! ) have quickly become some of my most favorite images ever. I just love the contrast between the big strong arms of this proud papa and his tiny 7 pound baby boy. I had a hard time choosing only a couple to highlight here!
Last Friday I had the honor of photographing beautiful 10 day old Franklin ( “Frankie” ) and his family in their home in West Roxbury, Massachusetts. And I was so lucky to spend an entire hour alone with just mom and her new baby before the rest of the family arrived. These quiet moments are so rare in a house where a new baby lives and I cherish them so much. I can focus on the the amazing connection between mom and baby and the essence of being in love with a new little being. I keep coming back to these favorites and literally feel my heart swell because I feel so lucky to be doing what I love.
The Monday Moment this week is from a very special newborn session I had on Saturday that included the grandparents! Here is sweet 3 week old Elena with her Baba and Dyado ( that’s Bulgarian for Grandma and Grandpa!) I can’t help but smile when I look at this picture, knowing how thrilled these two are to be holding their granddaughter! (more…)
Meet 7 day old Oscar. He was the sweetest, most angelic baby I’ve ever had the opportunity to photograph. I believe he also wins the award for the fullest head of hair, too!! Check out these beautiful locks! (more…)
It kind of blows my mind how early the personalities of our kids start to develop.
Somewhere around my daughter’s tenth or eleventh month, I was standing over her crib trying to put her to bed. I was patting and shushing and patting and shushing, silently begging her to go to sleep and STAY asleep. And as I stood there watching my daughter fight the sleep I had a moment of clarity.