I wouldn’t normally squeal in a high-pitched, Lucille Bluth sort of way upon meeting up with an eight month pregnant woman, but this is Carly, my sister from another mother, and these are the Shippey’s, my first ever clients from 100 years ago (okay, not that many years ago, but you get the point), and...
Every pregnant woman I’ve ever photographed has inadvertently taught me something about both the woes and pleasures of being pregnant. Half of what I know (or rather, pretend to) terrifies me and keeps me very un-pregnant, while the other half delights me, and I flash forward to this pregnant version of myself that looks adorable in...
“Hi, Danielle? My name is Francesca and I came across your website and I wanted to reach out to you and see what your availability is like in…oh, the next day or so…I’m about to have my baby and I really think that I might regret not having any pictures of this time in my...
