Gratitude

Quite a special day at work today...

Baby George did not want to sleep at all: it was just feed, spew, cry, repeat. Two hours into the photoshoot I had taken about 2 or 3 shots that were acceptable, but none that were great, and certainly none of the lovely peaceful sleepy shots that I knew George's mum wanted so badly. I kept telling them that I was sure we'd get some shots eventually, but I could tell that they were losing hope. For the first time ever I was starting to think that maybe I'd have to come back tomorrow.

Then suddenly, George fell asleep - not for long, but a couple of minutes was all I needed to grab some photos. Everything went quiet behind me, and I looked around to see his mum and dad hugging, overcome with emotion. They told me that they waited a long time for a baby, and they were just so happy and thankful that I was able to get these shots of him while he was still so tiny.

That moment really made me appreciate how great my job is, that my photos could bring people to tears even before they saw them. What for me was a difficult shoot on a fairly average day, for them was something really special. That'll stay with me for a long time.