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Eyes pinched shut, body twisted, hands balled in a fist.  A fragile, frustrated cry escapes her 3-day-old lips.  And mom.  Equally as brand-new to this, eyes closed peacefully, arms strong and knowing, with her body curled in close.  A fragile, delighted smile peaks through.  Brand-new mom.  Brand-new baby.  And this moment, which will never look like this again.  Only a new mom, her head rushing with love she’s never felt before, and a little woozy with exhaustion, finds so much joy in the needful cry of her baby.  And this is the moment I learned to never.stop.shooting.  Especially in moments like this, which are so delightfully imperfect.  I’m still photographing this wonderful family . . . can you spot them on the homepage?