A few weeks ago, a friend of a friend contacted me with a welcome request. She’s a photographer, and she’d been commissioned by the hospital’s NICU for some portraits of babies, children, or families who had spent time in the unit and had successful outcomes. Sort of like a morale booster for those families who have to walk those halls and spend hours in a rocker pulled up next to their new child’s isolate, waiting to take him or her home. Some of her work was already hanging in the labor and delivery wing, and in the 6 weeks we spent at the hospital, we became very familiar with these beautiful portraits.
So anyways… Mary sent me a message via facebook, and asked if we would be interested in posing for a shoot for the NICU. We jumped at the opportunity. I was already a big fan of her work, and was already considering having portraits taken while Ash was still small.
The shoot was quick and fun and Mary did an amazing job, despite the fact that she was just a few weeks away from her own due date! She made up a slideshow of some of our photos, and I can’t stop watching it. Now we have to decide on which prints to order… such a tough decision!
Input, anyone?
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We had a good night last night. As soon as the “witching hour” came upon us (as Antonia so accurately entitled it), I tied on the Moby wrap (definitely high up on my “top 10 must haves for new moms” list… I use this daily), and poured his recommended dosage of gripe water into a little dish. When he would start to fuss, I dipped his pacifier in the gripe water and popped it in his mouth. Then when the fussiness diminished, I pulled the pacifier out and waited.
My mother-in-law said this to me once, and it rings true so far: Just when you think you can’t take anymore, the little one changes it up and gives you a break.
You are a ridiculously beautiful family.
I like the one where he is face down and you can only see one eye and half his mouth.
Of the three of you, I like the one on the right best.
“ridiculously beautiful” is a good way to describe it! ;0)
and that is so true: “Just when you think you can’t take anymore, the little one changes it up and gives you a break.” it just happened for me 1.5 weeks ago. i showed up @ mom & baby precrawlers yoga in tears b/c the drive had been SO hard ‘cuz anja would seem so traumatized/abandoned in the carseat. but i was also going crazy/feeling isolated not driving more than a few blox. (i had begun researching public transpo!) and then she shifted and has been AOK w/the carseat since then!
Dude you got a tough job.. what an amazing set of pictures. You should really order a small set of all of them and then enlarge a few… I really love 5 & 6 and the two B&W of you and T….
Absolutely beautiful.