I’ve been keeping this blog for a long time. Those who have been around from the beginning have heard me admit that I am lucky, I have been loved three times in my life. I’ve spoken in depth about Jerry my third and if God answers prayers my last love, there was the post about love number 2, but I rarely mention love number one, mostly because it was young and thick and hard. Fodder typically too complicated for what was supposed to be my sanctuary.
He was my first everything and I adored him for around 8 years. We ended the way things do when you are young and passionate, amidst words and pleas that hurt and did not work. Leaving a broken engagement in our midst. That was ten years ago – give or take. He married, I moved forward, we did not speak for several years, i was blessed with my love, then my girls – and then we did, speak that is, mostly by email and IM.
I give this background because when he first admitted he read my blog I remember thinking it is strange to have someone who was your everything reduced to a mark in a stat counter, that the person who you could swear you felt thinking about you once upon a time, now, you couldn’t. But time does what time does so when he called to tell me they were expecting I was thrilled for them. When he said “I want to have you come to do maternity images”, I was honored. So I packed up my trusty husband and make the trek to KC to do what I thought was going to be the most difficult session of my life.
When I photograph my clients I try very hard to become emotionally attached to them at least for the few hours I am shooting. I fall in love with their love, become apart of their excitement for the life they are making – how do you do that with someone you actually undid all of those feelings for?
Turns out it was way easier than I thought it was going to be. I left the boys to talk and do what men do, video games
and I started out with just Nayshea, we talked, her honesty was refreshing. By the time we got to adding Aaron to the images, the history just seemed to make for interesting blog fodder.
Watching them together knowing that my existence made that love possible, and being genuinely happy for them seemed natural really. Talking to them as a couple and her as a woman, it was easy to see the places she filled in that I left empty. I have told many of my friends that all I want for them is to have what Jerry and I have, and it was a relief to see that they do, it was worth going through that hurt for us to end up on this side of it, where we both are.
Nayshea, thank you for your hospitality and trusting me with such a very special time in your life. Naomi is a very lucky girl to have a mom like you on her side.
Aaron- thank you for letting go and not letting go, you are a stubborn something or other – it is as endearing as it is annoying
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And I don’t think there is a photo session I will EVER not be able to do, especially with my loving encouraging husband holding the reflector, Thank you Jerry, I do adore you.
Now for the pictures.. this was one of the first images I shot of them together..

same series… and then we busted out the indoor stuff to get a few good ones…


and I think this might be my favorite belly shot as of yet.. simple yet perfect.. I love the little baby fat cat on her jeans..
