Instagram photo by msimpsonphotoI never wanted maternity photos. I adore taking photos but BEING in maternity photos...not for me. It's hard enough to get me in front of the camera when I'm feeling on top of my game, but packing on the lbs and feeling like I don't know my body is a different story.
That being said, last night I was in a mommy-to-be panic. I am only going to be pregnant a few more days (or more depending on this little man's schedule!) and I have so few photos to document this time in my life. I was determined to sneak some photos in before I jetted off to work this morning. And luckily my favorite second shooter (my hubby) obliged when I begged him to help.
In hindsight, I was very unprepared. I woke up, rolled out of bed and decided I had time to curl my hair, then thought hair curling?! I might as well take these photos now! I threw on the worst shirt possible to show off my bump (Red and black flannel really?!) and managed to spill my breakfast on my belly before we even got outside. We took the photos in our dirt pit backyard and I had to bribe Kilo to even sit next to me with a handful of treats.
BUT, sometimes it is just about getting the picture, not about getting it perfect. Perfection can sometimes mean no pictures at all. Accepting that everything isn't going to be perfect leads to more memories captured...at least for me and my pregnant state :)