When I walked into that studio I had fear in my eyes and trepidation in my heart. Sure I’ve posed for thousands of photos in my 34 years and, with a photographer for a husband, I have become quite adept at getting that picture-perfect shot. But the studio, that was different.
There were strobe lights, soft-box lights, small lights, large lights, blinding lights. There were tripods, wind machines, a giant, white, half-pipe backdrop. And then, there was me, my purple stretch mark attacked belly, and the cameras. Oh, and one more thing: My insulin pump.
I went into this studio session feeling nervous as hell, like seriously, I was shaking, I was sweating, I had butterflies in my belly that were overpowering the kickboxing moves of thumb-sucking alien baby. But thanks to Big Ring and his superhero photo talents, I left feeling empowered. With photos like these, how could I not?
For me, these photos are a smack in the face of all those who have repeatedly told me you can’t, who looked at me with pity, who felt sorry for me, doubted my ability – because of diabetes.
These photos are power.
These photos are entitlement.
These photos are because I can.
These photos are beautiful. 🙂
You are beautiful, that pic with you should be hung on your wall! love it:)
Katie you are beautiful, I am so happy for the 3 of you
I ADORE THIS!
and thanks for having the guts to share it with us. 🙂 !!!
They are beautiful. You, Mario and the baby did a wonderful job.
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Beautiful! *tears in my eyes*