I've had quite the newborn fix the last few weeks as I've been given the opportunity to do a few baby photography sessions. Above are more than a few pictures from a photo shoot I did with my newest niece, Colette. She is a darling of a girl and I love her.( Corynn was my sidekick and stylist that day- she helped with the mermaid scene and took the picture of me too! Handy girl!) I'll be posting a few favorites from the newborn boy session I did soon too.
Speaking of babies...
I had a dream last night that I was shopping and I noticed a mother with a screaming newborn- she stood there, eyes empty and staring blankly ahead, bouncing her newborn inside a basket in such a way that the poor thing nearly jostled right out of the basket. I went over to her and asked if I could help her in some way...maybe rock her baby for a minute or something... and she responded by picking the baby up out of the basket and with a glaring stare, she proceeded to drop that baby right on the floor and then ran. I scooped up the poor thing and, in an instant, it was mine. Besides the terribleness of a baby being dropped onto a floor and the eerieness of the mothers' gaze, it was the best dream I've had in a very long time. It felt very much like I really truly had a newborn in my arms and s/he was mine. Best feeling in the world.
Truth be told, even in the daytime I find myself dreaming about babies being dropped off on my doorstep or being given to me in the daylight hours. I dream about holding a sign outside of the local abortion clinic that reads "I'll take your baby!" and a girl, about to go inside, decides to take me up on it instead. I dream about becoming a 'Safe Haven House' for unwanted children and for creating an organization throughout the nation, using churches to enlist the help of Christian families all around the United States to open up their homes to babies about to be brutalized. (Anyone need a family for any unwanted babies? Anyone? I'm here. I'm totally not joking.)
I guess the news that I read (nearly every single day) is beginning to get to me~ of babies being found in garbage cans or at gas stations, left in driveways to die by exposure or found in shoeboxes in a garage years later... of children murdered by their own mothers.
Mothers, once the truest source of comfort and love, are becoming the villians of children, victimizing those they were once determined to protect. And it is no wonder- if a baby can be disposed of in the womb, why not dispose of them outside of it? It only makes sense. The train has reached the station.
But even now, there are modern day Mullers. Like South-Korean pastor Lee Jong-rak.
Focus on the Family is airing the documentary The DropBox, airing March 3,4 &5, based on his work in South Korea. What an extraordinary person doing extraordinary things.
Matt and I challenged ourselves to have one date a month. Guess you know where we will be in March...at the movie theater! I hope you join us!