For those of you that don’t know I am a licensed professional photographer… in my head of course. Everyday is a photo shoot in my world. I have thousands of photos on my phone, like over 4,000 photos. Oh yes I do! I own up to my madness.
I only feel sorry for my husband that has to deal with it 24’7. I take that back! I really don’t feel bad for him at all. He knew what he was getting into when he put a ring on it. Anyways my husband takes about 85 percent of the photos for my blog. He’s fantastic and such a good sport. Trust me there were times that our photo shoots could’ve led to a divorce.
I am quite picky and can be a tad-bit demanding when it comes to my photos. I tried to bring that same organized-picky-ridiculous attitude when it comes to my Mommy and Me photo shoots. Despite my husbands warnings of “you need to lower your expectations” I kept trucking on expecting my daughter, who is 11 months now, to patiently accommodate to my desires. DEAD WRONG.
I semi-blame all those perfect photos I see on social media. I thought if those people can do it, I could. And I certainly can, but only to a certain extent. I now go in with very little expectations and pray we come out with stellar photos. Sometimes we do, and sometimes we don’t. I am finally okay with that.
I use to get upset if Aria turned at the last minute or started screaming during the photo shoot. I would think, “What I waste of time.” Now we keep flashing or just quit. The other day she didn’t want me to hold her during the photo. I listened to her and we got some great shots of her by herself.
I don’t have the patience or energy anymore to force a photo. Our shoots last maybe 10-15 minutes now. Before your girl was pushing for like 30+ minutes and by then everyone was yelling at me. Heck, I was yelling at myself! Plus sometimes we take hundreds of photos and I don’t use half of them, so an extra few minutes doesn’t really matter.
Point is don’t expect too much when it comes to taking the perfect photo of your baby. I think every photo of Aria is perfect, but when I started comparing it to “blogger standards” I would get frustrated. Now I laugh at our ridiculous photos and some of those ridiculous photos are real beauties like this one.
My expectations can’t trump reality when it comes to my baby girl. I learn that everyday. I hope you enjoyed these crazy photos. We are making some great memories over here, and that’s what truly matters.
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