Discussing Maternity Photographs

I love photographs.

In high school, I remember going with a friend to the photo lab so that he could work on a project over our lunch break. That day something happened inside me. I fell in love with the process of creating everlasting images.

The following semester, I signed up for a photography class. By the next semester, I was taking photography for half my school day, I was living and breathing film and the beautiful chemical smell of the darkroom. It was the first thing for which I received so many accolades, compliments and awards. I was finally good at something. People were noticing me. I had a talent.

Over the years, I have almost stopped taking artistic photographs - now my photos are nothing more than good snapshots, but I still have a love for good photography, particularly portraits.

Throughout Tim's and my relationship, I have taken a lot of photos. Those pictures capture our memories, our time together, our adventures, our falling in love. Moments of happiness frozen in time. Tim and I had some great engagement pictures done. When we were married, the photographer and the food were the 2 most important things about the wedding to us.

I had always thought that when we were pregnant, we would have maternity photos taken. I had looked at them with envy - the dad looking lovingly at mom's belly full of their upcoming baby. I had seen friends post them on Facebook, I had seen them all over the internet and even in picture frames on so-worker's desks. It was a happy thought: that would be us some day.

....TO BE CONTINUED.....