I’m not a newborn photographer. I’m a “let me tell a funny little story with pictures” photographer. I told Staci that because I didn’t want to hog Owen in the hospital, I’d snap a few newborn portraits when I dropped off her images. I think Owen knew something was up. He was all like: Erika!…
People don’t get the birth photographer. Why do you want someone else in the room? Why do you want someone to see you so vulnerable? Why do you want someone to see you poop? Why do you want someone there if something unexpected happens? Oh for the baby? Get pictures afterwards… Sorry I don’t get…
My friends know I have a camera (I also hope that they think I know how to use it). But I’m always afraid that I’m bullying them with it. ”Let me photograph your birth!” is what I think I’m screaming in their face every second of their pregnancy. ”Let me photograph your babies” is what…
This morning, I got an email from a friend who just had his first baby. He said that they were smitten with her. That little phrase made my morning. Plus I love the use of the word “smitten”. I’m very excited to meet their new daughter and greet them as parents. But the thing is,…
I’m the kind of photographer who doesn’t want to set-up shop. Marketing. Doing lots of sessions. Getting the word of mouth going. Staying on top of emails and schedules. I can’t do it. I really can’t do it with a full-time job (full-time jobs really take up a lot of time, people). Honestly, I don’t…
Forgive me if this makes your ovaries ache. But I can’t not share the details of a newborn. This obsession is quite new for me. The word “Newborn” always conjured up images of sleepless nights and raw nipples. Now that I shouldn’t ever be in the position of caring for a newborn, I’ve fallen in…
