Being pregnant is such a bizarre time in a woman’s life and each experience is totally different. Nausea, tired, swollen, achy joints, dry skin, mood swings, heartburn, food cravings and an entire gamut of other really annoying systems. It is no wonder that many women, when they hit their 36th week, cannot fathom being photographed. Many just say no.
I get it. You are bigger than you have ever been, haven’t slept well in months and just want your body back. The thing is, you will not always be this big, lacking in sleep and you WILL get your body back. There will be a time in the future when you wish that you had beautiful photos of that time your carried a tiny human in your body for nine months.
This is what happened to me. I refused to be photographed while pregnant. I was the size of a house, retaining water and miserable. Luckily, my best friend snapped a cell phone picture against my will. My face is not showing, just my big belly in all it’s glory. This is the only photograph I have of my pregnancy with my first child and now, twelve years later, I wish there were more. My baby wishes I had more. She loves flipping through our family albums. She loves when I tell the story of when she came into the world.
Your pregnancy is the beginning of your child’s story.
Don’t deny them seeing it.