This little family is so near and dear to my heart. You see, back when I got a wild hair that I wanted to become a photographer, I had exhausted my own family and circle of friends with practicing on them when one day, at work I saw a beautiful pregnant woman. I didn’t know her, and there was a good chance she would think I was crazy when I approached her about taking her maternity portraits, but she didn’t. She was so sweet and so kind and so that’s how I came to know Asher’s mom back when she was pregnant with his older brother. We kept in touch and chatted about raising our boys, and when she came to my desk to tell me that she was pregnant again, tears of happiness sprung to my eyes. (I’m a total sap – if you haven’t already gathered).
We planned out Asher’s newborn session, but a quick stay in the NICU pushed our session back, and I finally met him on Friday at 3 weeks old. Usually, after 10 days babies tend to catch on to my antics of trying to soothe them to sleep, but Asher was a dream.
and the sweet big brother that helped launch my business way back when he was in his Mama’s belly.
by Crista
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