Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Hello World, Meet Collins!

I've waited a hundred years
but I'd wait a million more for you
Nothing prepared me for what the privilege of being yours would do

If I had only felt the warmth within your touch,
if I had only seen how you smile when you blush,
or how you curl your lip when you concentrate enough,
I would have known what i was living for all along
What I've been living for

Your love is my turning page,
where only the sweetest words remain
Every kiss is a cursive line,
every touch is a redefining phrase

I surrender who I've been for who you are,
for nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart
If I had only felt how it feels to be yours,
well, I would have known what I've been living for all along
What I've been living for

Though we're tethered to the story we must tell,
when I saw you, well, I knew we'd tell it well
With a whisper, we will tame the vicious seas
like a feather bringing kingdoms to their knees.

- SLEEPING AT LAST: TURNING PAGE

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I am very sentimental about this post and these images. I guess you could say that they reminded me of Ashley, Hendrix and myself and maybe, just maybe, I have a little bit of baby fever. Not only was it an honor to take the first portraits of baby Collins but I felt privileged to be allowed into Danielle and Kane's home to provide the world a glimpse into the very intimate, tender and emotional moments of settling back into the comforts of home with a newborn child. Especially one's first child. Everything changes . . . but in an good way. A child makes you aware of your strength and the depth of which you can truly love. When I heard "Turning Page" (lyrics above) for the first time I thought, "Perfect! I don't know how else to describe parenthood!" Although I love capturing portraits of newborns, I find much joy in capturing more lifestyle, photojournalistic images of a baby surrounded by the people and things that comprise his/her love bubble. And that is just what it is - a love bubble. Collins was made with love, born into loving arms and brought home to a nursery full of objects that were carefully selected with thoughts of love and adoration. These pictures will provide a reference for those "remember when" moments that come all to soon. "Remember how small he felt in our arms?" "Remember that chair we used to rock him in?" . . . As fleeting as those beautiful moments are with a newborn I feel content in knowing that I have provided two awesome parents (and Collins) an opportunity to one day simply look back at a memory. Collins will never be this small again, his room will eventually cease to be this clean, and slowly but surely he will become less dependent and wiggle outside the safety of his parent's arms. However, the constant will always be love. Thank you again Danielle and Kane (& Tater)! Congratulations on your new addition!

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