everything changes: in-home newborn session in Baltimore

Everything changes. And it’s mostly great.

The mornings take on a new importance. And days without plans feel thick with love and possibility, and days with plans feel like joyful respite from the boredom that sometimes creeps in. The boredom you never expected and try to ignore.

Most days you wake wake up hopeful. Tired. Yes. But hopeful too.

Everything is different. The coffee too.

Maybe because it’s colder now by the time you get to finish it.

You feel things deeper.

You get scared.

Your anxieties rear their ugly heads.

But you feel happiness in a way you never knew you could. A deep happiness that roots somewhere in what you think might be your DNA.

Nothing is the same.

It doesn’t need to be.

slow mornings: at-home in petworth

In-home session are best started in pajamas.

And with coffee.

Feel free to finish up breakfast.

Put on a record.

Let it feel like a slow Saturday morning.

That’s what it is.

This is who you all are.

We can wander in and out of rooms as toddlers dictate.

I’ll be looking for light.

Watching the way you laugh with each other.

Observing as your little person looks for things on tippy toe.

When it feel’s like things have come to a natural close, get dressed.

I’ll go downstairs to drink the dregs of my coffee that I abanoned earlier in my excitement.

While you put on lipstick and convince your child to wear the sweater you picked out, I’ll load film into a camera.

Then drive me around to your favorite spots around town.

We’ll document the place you call home.

Home is, after all, more than the building where you sleep.

And a few weeks later when you get your pictures, hopefully you see and feel what I saw and felt.

The love and beauty of a life well-lived.

Contact me to book a cozy winter session. Let me help you to be able to remember your family exactly as you are now.

experiments

These slow days give me room to learn. And to experiment and to try new things.

Like how to develop film in a janky bathroom while Alamae naps on the couch and the boys are playing with friends and Sena listens to musicals while studying environmental science.

I find myself trying to make sense of negatives hanging from the shower rod on a makeshift setup using an old dresser handle.

And what comes out is tinged in blue and is scanned with speckles of dust.

I think about editing each little speck out, but decide to let them stay. 

Because I like the dust. And because the dust and the dog hairs and the little faces with scrapes and hints of lunch are all a part of this.

Maybe the next time more faces will be in focus.

And I'll keep finding my way to forums where strangers with experience answer my questions.

I'll  discover some answers on my own through trial and error.

These days in between will fill up.

Maybe one day I'll have all the answers.