Oh the plans we had in early 2020…
I had been looking forward to photographing Mr. Franklin since the moment his mom told me she was expecting him. I worked with Amy for over 11 years at my former job at Temple University, and photographed her engagement session with her husband Steve. Like most of her co-workers, I was soooooo excited when she told me she was pregnant. I worked with her throughout most of her pregnancy, and loved every moment she would wander into my office asking me if a certain ache or pain was “normal” or what she needed to register for.
We planned a Fresh 48 session to take place in the hospital after he was born, and I was secretly so happy to be one of the first people to see him for myself and witness Amy and Steve as parents. I couldn’t wait to hear all the stories about her labor as I took photo after photo of this long-awaited beautiful boy.
Then, Covid happened, and you know the rest. In early spring, we changed our plans from a Fresh 48 session to a newborn session. Then, a few weeks went on and we realized a newborn session wasn’t remotely safe. And when my business wasn’t allowed to operate at all anymore, we put our plans aside and I started to talk her into a 6 month session in the fall.
“It will be beautiful! The fall colors! He will be sitting up and smiling! Six months is the best!”
That’s all true, by the way, but I was heartbroken for these first time parents – and friends – to miss out on photos of their newborn baby. As well as a simple family shot together.
You see, all of their family lives out of town, and after Frankie was born they couldn’t even visit until he was 2 weeks old since they had to quarantine for 14 days prior to visiting. Amy told me that after the birth, she was so overwhelmed that they forgot to even ask a nurse to take a photo of the three of them together.
Ugh. Being new parents is so stressful as it is. I can’t even imagine having to do it right now. All you parents out there expecting during Covid have my complete and utter respect.
Two weeks after Frankie was born, I remembered I had a baby gift I had to drop off. Since I was driving out there, I asked them if they would like to step out on their front stoop and I would snap a couple of quick shots from the edge of their driveway. Although due to state regulations I wasn’t offering front porch sessions, I needed to give them something. They quickly agreed, and on a bitter, windy day, they got themselves together as quickly as new parents can (and looked pretty good too!) and I managed a few quick shots of them together. Finally.
Fast forward to a few weeks ago. Frankie is now 3 months old and we were asked to come by just for a visit and to meet him. I told them I was bringing my camera and a long lens, as I wanted to snap a few more for them while we were together. I just couldn’t resist capturing this baby boy, his joyful (tired) parents, and that tongue of his.
We love you Frank-the-tank! See you guys in October!