Last week I went with my boys to visit my family. I was very blessed to meet my new great-niece. At three weeks old she was, by far, my best behaved newborn. Most sessions I prefer that the baby be no older than 10 days because they start to be awake more. Not little miss. She slept through it all. An outfit change, shifting from Grandma’s hands to my hands, inside to outside. She was a little angel.
For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.
When asked about taking little Henry’s newborn pictures I must admit that I was a bit concerned and nervous. But once I got to the house I realized that he was doing remarkably well for someone who was born at 25 weeks and 5 days and has had four surgeries (two of which were on his brain).
Henry finally got to come home with his parents just one short month ago, two days after his due date, at the age of three months.
Though he is technically four months, Henry is developmentally registering at one month. So, yes, these are considered his “newborn” photos.
Thank you, Woollen’s, for trusting me to not germ up your sweet little guy and for allowing me into your home to document these precious moments. Oh, and the baby snuggles weren’t half bad either. 😉