My daughter is 13. She doesn’t sit on my lap any more. She doesn’t let me cover her in kisses any more. And she certainly doesn’t let me hold her and gaze adoringly at her any more.
That’s why I’m lucky I get to photograph babies. Babies of all sizes. The sleeping ones are super cute, of course, and I could stare at them all day. And the 7 month olds that smile those big toothless grins are so fun (and laugh at all my stupid jokes.) And the toddlers? Hilarious. Like the 2 1/2 year old I had the other day that was full of questions and comments and just cracked me up the whole time. She was a delight and it made me miss my little girl a bit. But, my teenager is a delight as well. Every day she still brings me joy and makes m
e smile. I miss her being little, but I love watching her grow and change, and she’s still more and more fun every day.
This little guy here was just under 3 weeks old and so precious I just wanted to hold him the whole time. He wasn’t very happy at first, and certainly didn’t enjoy being moved around while he was trying to sleep, but he settled down long enough for us to get some beautiful photographs. That’s why they call me the ‘Baby Whisperer’ I guess.
So I don’t have a baby any more. And I’m not going to have another baby. But I do get to hold and play and make them laugh at work. That’s not a bad deal at all.
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