My new favorite location… waterside… within 40 minutes. I’ll be honest, this waterside photography session didn’t go exactly as I had hoped. As always, however, beautiful moments were captured and memories were created. We started off great. It was a chilly, windy evening and the littlest Nettemyer was happy to be wrapped up in my cozy newborn wraps. Big sister instantly fell in love with the water and I was able to get pictures of her splashing and playing her with her daddy.
As great as those moments were, it’s what led to the demise of the session itself. Sweet Quinn enjoyed the water a little too much and had zero interest in doing ANYTHING other than playing in it. She was not interested in her sister, or the rocks, or the grassy area to run along… nothing. Not even being held by mom nor dad would do the trick… unless it was in the water. Haha! Anything else simply produced tears.
It is what it is.
After doing all that I could do by the water it was finally time to move on. This just did not settle well with Quinn. Baby sister, Miller, started getting hungry and was now fussing at this point too. The wind was blowing, babies were crying and all we could do as adults in that moment was laugh. Sometimes you just have to admit that this is how life is. And it often derails us from our best laid out plans.
I wasn’t sure how Quinn would feel about me approaching her and getting close. We are, after all, in the middle of Covid-19 days and small children just aren’t used to being social anymore. It’s debatable even in normal circumstances I gave it a try. I mean really, how could I make it worse… she was already crying. I tickled. She laughed. I ran back to position. Before I could get her in focus again, we had tears. Repeat. FINALLY…. I caught a smile. And then another. And things started looking up.
You know what, guys? That’s just the way it goes sometimes. I don’t enjoy these kinds of sessions any less. I love seeing families being exactly who they are. There is always beauty in the chaos.