Pax, out . . .

Newborns. They are so incredible. A brand new person, waiting to take on the world, who just a short time ago was still growing inside his mother. Paxton was born September 27th - 3 minutes after the stroke of midnight to be exact and you may remember his little birthday show posted here.  I got a visit from him just two weeks later!  I really like to have newborns in within the first two weeks if possible b/c they are so cooperative and usually sleep a lot still. At two weeks, they start getting a little wirey! My absolute favorite thing to photograph is a new baby with a new momma. I almost feel like I'm intruding a bit but it so fascinates me to just observe. The way they look each other over with wonder in their eyes. The way each of their voices invokes instant reaction from the other. The connection between them right from the start. All the things being written in the books of their lives without a word spoken.  Amazing to me. Truly. I could watch for hours.  We couldn't get this little stinker to stay asleep  but he did doze a bit and he was so precious when he was awake. So alert and looking around. I think he knows he's already the big news. Pax means "peace" in latin, and he even had a little hat to symbolize it. We'll have lots of fun with this little guy! Peace - out ... I mean ... Pax - out, little dude!