As a child, I remember my mom’s friend had a series of photographs on her bedroom wall of her pregnant belly. She was wearing a thin dress, her long hair was falling over her shoulders and a light was shining from behind her, exposing the swell of her tummy. She looked so serene and beautiful.
Fast forward twenty-odd years and there I was, clumsy and embarrassed, standing in front of a photographer in a skirt and white crop top. My ankles were swollen, my face was bloated and I felt plain awful.
I decided to have photo’s taken, with my two sons loving my belly. They were, after all excited about the arrival of their baby sister and I wanted to document that in her scrapbook.
I was embarrassed. I’d spent the last 36 weeks wearing baggy shirts and (those beautiful!) maternity pants to hide how big I’d become and now I was wearing practically nothing, baring my swollen, stretched belly to a complete stranger.
The photo shoot lasted for at least an hour. I posed for the camera holding my belly in my arms; I held a flower in front of my tummy; my boys each had a turn kissing my tummy and giving their baby sister a love.
As I put my baggy clothes back on, confident that I was now well and truly covered, the photographer came up to me and showed me some of the photo’s she’d captured on her camera.
I was beautiful.
Through the clenched teeth and forced smiles, getting up, getting down, turning this way and that way, I looked serene. I looked beautiful.
I couldn’t wait to show my family, my friends and more importantly my daughter my pregnant belly.
How do you prepare for a photo shoot?
Before the photo shoot:
On the day: