Maternity
Fox Run Trail-Black Forest CO
This morning as I sit down to write this thoughtful blog post, that I already have over thought one too many times, I take a moment to breathe in my life. It contains a semi sticky babes sitting on my lap crunching on a brownie, a hot cup of sweet and creamy coffee in my Yeti, a computer that is begging me to do updates before I start any work (one hour later won’t hurt anyone) and a fragrance coming from my Edison bulb wax warmer next to my desk that has a scent that is hard for me to place, yet my memory is telling me that I know it. A splash of a Christmas vanilla, slightly dusty wood from a million old televisions and wool from handmade blankets. It smells of my uncle’s townhouse, overlooking Garden of the Gods and Pikes Peak. A cold cup of cranberry juice would top off the memory sensation.
Memories are an initial part of photography. As a photographer you want to freeze these moments. Sometimes you can feel the significance as the shutter button is pressed, while other times it is not realized until time has passed and that 1/200 of a second is now a pixelation of data.
During this freezing shoot of Cassie and Tyrone, as they anxiously await the arrival of their baby girl, I took a step back and to think of the memories that I have had with them. I have known Cassie since elementary school, some twenty two years. I remember riding the bus with her on the way to my best friend’s house almost every weekend and some weekdays too. The bus was bustling with dirt, diesel and Pokemon cards. Her hair almost always in a braid, incredibly long and full. Years had passed and then we were brought back into each others lives by Facebook in 2011. Thank you social media! We met on Wilkerson Pass to take pictures with the most beautiful golden leaves surrounding them.
I feel incredibly fortunate to play this small part in their beginning into parenthood. The excitement and love that is felt in their presence is sarcastic and fun. Again we were blessed with warm of golden sun, shining upon Cassie and her gorgeous muted lavender maternity dress. The glow was real. It was what dreams are made of. As the time becomes steadily closer to meeting your baby girl I offer a final piece of advice. Breathe in the moments of right now. They are stunning. Life as you know it will be changed in the most wonderful way you could ever imagine.
Always,
Heidi