Why was I so scared? I have to be brutally honest. Some days when I look at Maddox I don’t see “our” child in her. I don’t see Scott’s eyes, or my mouth, or Scott’s nose. I see that she has the exact same eyes, mouth, and nose as every child with Down Syndrome. Why do we need more pictures of this? Reluctantly on this day, I agreed to do the photo shoot. The key word is reluctantly, not regretfully.
We arrived at the studio, stripped Maddox down and she was in Heaven playing on the paper. We put her on her stomach and my flower child lifted her head like a pro. We snapped the photo. This is going to be good, really good, I can tell. We were all working hard to get the fairy dust shot. With a couple of close calls and fairy dust blown in every possible crevice of Maddox’s body we decided to call it a night. Don’t worry, Maddox did get her revenge for the fairy dust incident and decided to let her insides loose on mommy’s pants.
As it turns out, we had an amazing time photographing Maddox, we smiled and laughed continuously. What is even more special are the incredibly priceless photos taken of OUR daughter.