Getting Trendy: Poofy Newborn Skirts

By Kat Knuth, Longmont Newborn Photographer

As a Longmont family and newborn photographer, I would be lying if I said I wasn’t excited to take some choice pictures with my newborn baby girl. One of the pictures I’d always, always wanted to take was the kind with those big, poofy tulle skirts that absolutely dwarf the baby with their overall size and general ridiculousness. A flower crown or a tiara might help complete the look. 

I spent hours on the internet, scrolling through miles of Etsy, Amazon, and Pinterest listings looking at posing, outfits, and anything I could need to create the perfect newborn shoot. I ended up purchasing a sweet dusty rose skirt that the reviews said was so soft, with an oversized, satin ribbon bow on the back and a matching faux flower headband. I ordered a rhinestone crown to be able to change up the look just a little bit as I moved through the shoot.

But, as life often does, all my careful planning went out the window when my daughter was actually born. She had a severe ABO jaundice, was airlifted from Longmont to Children’s hospital in Denver, and spent a week in 2 different NICU’s before finally coming home. I was terrified and exhausted in a way that surpassed anything I experienced with my son. He’d also had ABO jaundice, but his took only a day to treat.

Once she was home in Longmont, I didn’t want to take pictures. I wanted to snuggle her, breastfeed her on demand, things I wasn’t able to do for a week while she lounged under those electric blue lights, waiting for her blood to clear. The idea of putting her down long enough to get those dreamy, sleepy, wonderful newborn shots was inconceivable.

So, after a few days holed up at home, her grandparents and father taking exquisite care of us, I was finally ready to get started.

This is my favorite shot from our newborn photography shoot. 

Her skin is so, so much clearer, a lovely normal pink instead of pumpkin orange. She’s sleepy, but not lethargic like she was as the jaundice raged inside her. I was finally able to appreciate her details for their beauty, instead of hyper-focusing on them in an attempt to memorize them before the nurses took her from my arms again. 

I fell in love with her all over again. I had the hardest time culling this album for myself. I just wanted to hold onto every all-too-adorable shot! Haha!