I am (well, was when I wrote this) 38 weeks and change with my fourth child. Hubs was at class, all three kids were screaming and crying, it was almost dinner time and I decided right at that moment, that I needed to do a maternity photoshoot.
There’s no denying it. These days, I am totally a crazy pregnant lady. Antsy, impatient, anxious and want things my way and right then – just a peach to be around.
We have also had some changes with baby and delivery (I’ll try to write about that soon) but its thrown me for a loop and so now, if I wasn’t officially nuts before, I am now.
Anyway, why did this all transpire and then how did it go down you ask?? Well, if you have had multiple kids, you know that some (maybe even most?) show earlier on with each pregnancy. With Annie M, I was a solid 25 weeks plus before it was even noticeable that I was pregnant. With Brother and Moose, it was like the minute I took a positive test, the belly was there.
With this pregnancy, I don’t think I have gained an abnormal amount, but some outfits just aren’t flattering on me. I also started off heavier than I did with the other kids – some of that is attributed to my awful eating habits and some is attributed to the fact that I am about to birth my fourth child in five years.
Every picture I saw of me, I just haven’t felt cute and some point a while back, I decided that I didn’t want to put forth the effort on a maternity shoot. We did one with my first child and that was good enough.
Well, fast forward to 38 weeks and the whole mind wandering and all of the sudden I kind of got sad….not sad, but all stressed over, “what if I regret not doing a photoshoot – this is my last pregnancy and the kids understand and everyone is excited and I might, just might want something to remember it by….”
That thought ran through my head all day and by 5:30 that evening, I decided that some how, some way, I was going to make it happen. And I needed to do it then.
RIGHT THEN. Cause, crazy, impatient preggo – remember? Ugh.
Usually, I make the hubs kind of nuts with all of my “Hey! Lets take family pictures!” for every occasion of the year and then my sister always generously gives her free time to take them for me. I don’t pay her other than hugs, lots of high fives and praises full of “you da bests” so on a last minute whim, and in hopes of not to bother anyone else, I decided I would try to pull off this shoot myself.
I also blew dry my hair earlier that day – which NEVER happens, so clearly that was a sign that this was the day for the pictures. I ran a straightener through it, gave it a few beachy waves and a quick tousle and called it done.
Besides, I told myself, what if the baby falls out tomorrow!!?!? I’ll miss my chance (insert insanity preggo panic) and clearly that would be the worst.thing.ever, right!? So between the hair being good and the potential of a baby falling out, the stars aligned.
Hubs was at class, screaming kids and a crazy Momma who just wanted pictures with all of her babies and so off I went as I attempted to coordinate my kids clothes, bribed them with junk food, yelled some and loaded them and my tripod into the car.
I purchased a shirt the other day for me to wear home from the hospital and pulled that out of my hospital bag and I also bought a dress that matched it for Annie M that I pulled out for her. My original plan was to give it to her for her birthday and then if we did pics later in the fall, she could wear it. It fit the bill for the pictures and she loved it, so it was a win. I went with simple for the boys and it all tied together surprisingly well.
On our way out the door, I realized I needed lip stick or lip gloss bad and couldn’t find any. Typical me, no make up and none to be found, but thankfully my princess child had some and happily grabbed it to throw into my bag.
I noticed a lush, green, tree shaded field near Brother’s baseball fields the other day and noted that they had a few bridges scattered on the property. It’s actually an area off of a frisbee disk course, but since this was not real well planned and I didn’t want funky shadows, I knew the tree coverage would be good and that it may give me a few background options/variety so we headed there.
I got all set up as the kids fought and played in the dirt and whined about anything and everything. I promised them we would go to a playground afterwards if they behaved, but behavior was sub par and I had to pull the plug on that. They were so upset, but they knew the rules.
Anyway, with the camera on the tripod, I tried to line up the kids, set the settings, hit the 10-second timer and run. This method worked fine for about the first 8 shots.
By then the kids were losing focus, frisbee golfers were staring and I was sweating like a fat pig. We managed to push through, moved to a few other areas and snapped a few more. I knew if I could take 20-30 shots, I could come up with one good one. All we needed was one and I was determined!!!
The ones I am sharing below are not edited and some I need to crop or touch up the color a tad – basically straight out of the camera (SOOC), but over all, I think we got a handful of good ones and I am so happy that we pressed through!
I did feel bad that hubby wasn’t in them, but I was afraid he would roll his eyes at me if I asked – and again, I needed them done that second.
Also, we will probably do newborn pics and then something for holiday and we just did beach ones so I was scared this would make him more nuts than I am already making him. I will say, while he may fuss up front, he is always so happy that we do them afterwards, so maybe I should have reminded myself of that as I did these on a whim??
I felt worse that night, when I showed him and he told me they were great pics, but wished he was in them. Oops. Sorry hubs.
Anyway, below are a handful of my on a whim, hot, witching hour, self-taken, maternity pics! I didn’t feel cute, but some of these I am in love with and am so thankful that I will forever have them to remember this time in our lives by!
When I wrote this, we were 10-12 days from d-day at the latest! Now, that things have changed, we will deliver in 2 days.
Baby is breech (has flipped in the past 4 days – UGH) and we are going to try a version to rotate it and induce if that works. If it doesn’t work, off for a c-section I will go. Pray that Baby Train decides to turn back its own before then. I would LOVE to go in and them check before they manually attempt to maneuver it and it be head down and us straight into induction.
If I thought I was anxious about inducing, the thought of this procedure, unknown outcome and then an OR ready to go if it doesn’t work really has me on edge!!
Anyway, God’s hand is in the midst of it all and I am trusting and praying as we march into the final countdown! Pray for my anxiety and for a healthy delivery for mom and baby and pray for my other littles as I’m not sure if they actually know what a new baby brother or sister really means!!
Again, unedited and weird color in some of the shots, but I’ll touch up and will happily have these to remember my last pregnancy by!!