In those first days he slept well, ate happily, and appeared to enjoy the parade of friends and family who visited to meet him. He stared up at everyone who held him with the wise eyes of someone much older before dozing back into a dreamy sleep. One quiet afternoon I dropped in to catch a few moments, just baby and mommy. Life is somehow a slow blur during these first weeks, time seems to both stop and fly forward as a baby grows and changes.
I love the chance to create a few images of a baby in a home. That way, when mom has a chance to catch her breath later, she can remember what it looked like to enjoy her new baby in the quiet of her own rooms, just as things were. I spent time with Sarah when she was expecting, and again in the hospital not long after Noah arrived. But there’s nothing quite like the magic of pacing your own carpet with the little one in your arms, smelling that baby scent, picking up a dropped pacifier, tucking in a blanket – the repetitious things you may give no thought to now, but think of wistfully later when those newborn outfits have been outgrown and put away. Photos are the only pieces of time we get to keep, so it’s worth pausing to capture a few nows to hold in our hands later.
The four stages of a newborn yawn: