It’s always such an honor when a fellow photographer asks me to be their newborn photographer and create these beautiful photographs of such an amazing and important time in their lives. Whitney, of Mockingbird.Designs, came down from Southwest Missouri with her sweet little family for her newest little lady’s newborn session.
She was just 7 days old, and already her whole family was smitten with her, especially big brother, Brooks. He and big sister Briar (who may have taken just a smidge more convincing) were so sweet and absolutely darling with their new baby.
I loved getting to know this sweet family and getting to snuggle their adorable little girl. Baylor is one lucky lady to be surrounded with so much love and joy. Welcome to the world, baby girl.
“Baylor was our hardest baby to name. I even made a Facebook contest to get suggestions. However, I was just sitting at my desk at work when her name popped into my head. I was certain that was the choice, but dad was hesitant, thinking it leaned more toward a boy name. We discussed names off and on, but never said “Yep, this is IT.” I went in to be induced, and the nurse asked if she had a name. I looked at my husband, and said, “Baylor?” questioningly. He replied with, “Yeah, that’s fine.” That tells you how tired we both were of talking about it!”
“[I was most excited about] watching Brooks and Briar love her. Brooks has always been a wonderful older sibling and he was so excited about a new sister, though he did suggest a few times that we might want to reconsider and get a Beagle pup instead.”
“I was induced at 8 a.m. not sure whether I wanted an epidural, as I only got one when I was almost ready to deliver with Briar, our two year old. At 11 a.m., I was at 5 cm and asked for an epidural, waving the white flag. As the anesthesiologist prepared the needle (according to dad), the nurse and I made some awkward eye contact and she asked him to hold on. As she went to check on my progress, she, very politely, told him that we wouldn’t need his services and started yelling for a doctor. Baylor was born at 11:30 a.m., no epidural. So a 5 to a 10 in…25 minutes, very fast!”
“Baylor came at the busiest time possible. Since January, we had sold our home, starting building a home, moved in with my parents, I started a new job in May, my husband quit his job in May and found out he was accepted into the Springfield Fire Academy after four nail-biting months of joblessness, and then there was a baby. However, God has a plan for everything. Living with my parents (and teenage siblings) meant there were lots of extra hands and laps for Baylor and the older two. Dad found out he got into the fire academy four days before Baylor was born, and he had a month before he started, so we had an entire month with everyone home together all day, every day, to bond.”
[Baylor’s dad is a baseball coach and with each of her older siblings they have a photo of him holding them inside a baseball glove. We had to follow suit and get this next one of her too.]
“I think a lot of people thought of this baby as a “bonus,” something nice, but not vital, since we already had the prerequisite boy and girl. However, from the second she entered this family, she became the center of our world, the same as her siblings. That’s the magic of parenthood, I suppose. Even when there’s more than one, there’s still room for each to be in the very center of your heart.”