My April Fool’s joke is that at 10:00pm last night, I looked at the clock and realized I had nothing to say and nothing to wait for. Yesterday. My April Fool’s joke is that it’s still cold outside, that Scarlet is now the sick kid, and that I had three doctor appointments this week. It’s only Wednesday. Apparently I scheduled all of my annual exams at once because I was probably on one of those kicks about a month ago in which I realized, “Hey! My body is my temple! I have to protect all this!”
And now it’s over and instead of feeling relieved and joyous, I just feel rundown. I imagine it’s the continuous bad weather and my body is being all big and strong and fighting off the rampant viruses I’ve no doubt been exposed to this week, and I’m just exhausted from the uncertainty of waiting rooms and examining rooms. Even when all is well and all is routine.
It’s not routine for me, as I creep closer to the age my father was when he passed away, and I have none of the information I need to really know what happened to him, and to make sure it doesn’t happen to me. All I can do is show up. No matter how nervous or scared, I show up. I get things checked out. I freely give out my family history and I get information in return.
One-year-olds are my spirit animal. I think there is nothing on earth better than learning how to walk, talk and eat solid foods like a boss. Everything they do in the realm of throwing tantrums, pooping and vomiting, is much cuter than when their two and three-year-old counterparts do all of that. Much less volume too. Trust me, I know this. I have learned well.
The one-year-old shoot I recently did was specially scheduled because the client lives in NJ. As a baby shower gift, her sister had gifted the client with a photo session from me, and she happened to be in Massachusetts when we did the shoot.
I was so honored to be hired again now that the baby is older, even though I live here and there are plenty of photographers in New Jersey! So I made it work with a weekend at my parent’s home. I wasn’t very nervous because I know the clients very well, but I still had to arrange to drop my kids off at my sister’s house, do the photo shoot, have brunch and quality time with my sister and her husband, and then drive home – narrowly missing an impending snowstorm. We made it home safely.
The client had sent me a phone photo of a room in her house, and it had so much light that we nearly had to put the shades down to avoid harsh shadows. That is a lot of light for an indoor shoot! It was an entirely fun 1-2 hours of my time.
I used only natural light, although I have several lighting kits for backup. I used mostly a 50mm lens, but I also played a bit with a 35mm and a 100mm macro. My aperture was always between 2.2 – 3.2, and I used a shutter speed of at least 1/250.