We took a lot of photos of Isaac when he was a newborn, but when I look at them now I'm not completely satisfied.
For one, I wish there were better pictures from the first few weeks of the two of us together. In all of them I look like I had just rolled out of bed -- because I had. Not only am am wearing sweatpants and oversized t-shirts and my hair is sticking up funny, but I also look haggard, like I had been up all night for several nights running -- because I had. Yes, I know that one of the values of photographs is to reflect and preserve reality, and that's great for photojournalism, but I wish I had just one unrealistic and frame-worthy shot of me with my tiny new baby.
Also we didn't take any nekkid* pictures of Isaac. (Well, there's one of him on the scale being weighed in the hospital, but it's a little too revealing and plus he's screaming furiously.) I mean tasteful posed nekkid pictures. Pictures that would capture the essence of his sweet newness, the feeling of his skin, the smallness of him. I guess we could do a one-year-old nekkid portrait, but is it really better late than never?
I'm sad for the missed opportunities.
*trying to avoid unwanted Google hits
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