I thought I had the answer to this one sussed years ago. It’s that feeling of giddiness when you look at that special person and feel like the breath has been knocked out of you. It’s the warmth of holding hands and the secret smile you share across a room. It’s one hundred different things that only you know about each other. Certainly as far as I could see, loving my husband (which I do, very much indeed!) was the most all encompassing love to ever have existed. And then George came along…this love is entirely new to me and the force of it is like I’ve been hit by a 10 ton truck.
I had no idea that each smile, giggle and bottom burp (yes, even those!) would fill me with wonderment. That my thoughts each day would centre entirely around feed time, changing nappies and googling….yes, googling. From “is my baby sleeping too much?” to “is he sleeping enough?” and lots of obscure googles too! I’ve found myself typing in, “nappy rash or something worse?”, “do dummies make your child dumb?” and ” why is milk exploding out of my baby’s nose?” Believe it or not, all utterly fascinating. I have a mirror on the back seat of the car so that I can see him in his car seat, even though he is rear facing…it’s a miracle I haven’t careered off the road. I can hardly bear to take my eyes from him, such is the pull of my attachment to him. I watch him sleep, fascinated by his ever changing facial expressions and giggle at the peculiar array of animal noises he makes as he dozes. This feeling of total completeness? This is love.
It is photographing love that makes me so happy. Photographing the magic of marriage, the unity of families and the wonder of babies is the greatest honour. I feel so blessed to be invited to photograph the most important times in my clients lives and this is what makes me tick. The beauty of those moments choke me every time and remind me that I am, quite possibly, the luckiest girl in the world.
Forgive the George photo’s…I couldn’t resist!