When Noah was born we splurged on newborn photos (looking back at these, I really miss my hair!) and didn't regret the purchase one bit! We booked a newborn photographer months ago for David, not knowing how special the session would end up being.
The day of the session we were a hot mess (when are we not a hot mess, really?). We opted for an in-home session vs. the studio thinking Noah might fare better being in his own element. You are supposed to do a list of things before the photographer arrives to prep for the session (like feed your baby, for instance). When the poor photographer rang the doorbell none of us were dressed, the baby was crying for food, the house looked like a tornado had just blown through, Noah was having a tantrum, and I didn't have any make up on. I opened the door (bald) and said, you know how you might picture life with two kids under 18 months and a mom with cancer might look like? Yeah, this is us right now. Thankfully the photographer was super patient and gave us a few minutes to get clothed/fed/ready.
Despite all the craziness, we did have a handful of photos turn out well. It is ridiculously hard to get a photo of all four of us right now but I think we had one turn out okay.