All the way back in September, I was honoured with taking photos of little baby Isla who was just one month old. She was such a smart little one, crying unless her mother bribed her with milk in between shots. In the end I literally thought she was just thinking in her head, ‘fine, if you want me to pose I will, but only for a minute, so that I can go home!’
Her skin was silky smooth and her little fingers were clenched into the tightest of fists, I couldn’t pry them open even if I tried. Her eyes were big and blue, with tiny pupils. Almost as wide with wonder as when I met Nirrimi and Matt's daughter, Alba. Magical. I wish I had eyes like that.