The first time I held him, I was amazed by how tiny he was—small enough to fit in my hand. He couldn’t speak, yet he’d already taught me a new language—one made of gazes, soft breaths, and warmth.
These photos capture the very beginning of us. No props, just window light, tender skin, and quiet promises shared between our hands.
This isn’t just a newborn session—it’s a love letter to where it all began. Tiny fingers, hearts close, knowing nothing of the world, yet already full of love.