Aw Newborn babies. Every time I hold one my ovaries start to dance and I begin to rock back and forth in rhythm with the music my uterus is making. I have to remind myself as I'm taking deep breaths filled with the scent of newborn baby , I forget what it is I need to remind myself about and continue to breath and sway and then I hear a small cough in the corner, the mother, I suppose, waiting patiently for me to put the baby down and begin photographing.
Baby B was no exception. So small, so deliciously scented, so beautiful...
♪♫♪♫ La da dee ♪♫♪ ♫ la da doo ♪♫ mmmmm
There's that music again
♪♫♪ ♪♫♪ ♫♪ ♫♪ ♪
That is one gorgeous baby...I know you think I am bias because I am his mom but come on look at him!!!
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