I’m always honored beyond words when someone asks me to take their pictures. There are so many talented photographers out there–when they choose me, it brings me such delight. To invite me into your delivery room to document one of life’s greatest miracles and most humbling moments–only after meeting me 1 time for 1 hour, floods me with so many emotions. I’m humbled and honored to share in the miracle, and document the most transforming day of your life.
I still get nervous before every session, wondering if I have it in me to make you comfortable in front of my camera. I worry I will run out of things to talk about and we’ll have that awkward silence that I will fill with nonsensical babble. Introvert woes. I fear that you won’t see the beauty that I see in you– we all have our weird hang-ups about ourselves. So I pray and I trust. It works out 90% of the time. Birth sessions are no different. You have no idea how long you will be there, and you hope that you have the words to encourage and relax an anxious mother-to-be.
I have been wanting to do a birth session for years, I just don’t have it in me to solicit pregnant women at the store to get one. So when Jolene contacted me and coined me her “photography twin,” I thought this could be my chance! After all, we have the same name! We would meet… giggle over the coincidence of a shared uncommon name– her backstory a bit more meaningful than mine. I’m just a Dolly Parton inspiration. I, being a labor expert (3 times with a total of 36 hours qualifies me, right?) was hopeful I could convince her into actually going through with this. Sharing her intimate space with a perfect stranger, photographing her enduring pain like she’s never experienced, ugly cries and all– maybe that’s just me. And while those are scary things, there’s incredible beauty in strength and courage. Fighting for life, delving into the depths of your being for energy to pull through the hardest thing you will ever face as a woman, granting you the most precious gift in the world. Jolene was all in, all we had to do was wait.
On July 7, at 6 am, she texted me saying her water broke at 5 am. I showed up at the hospital at 10 am. Little did we know we would be spending the next 18 hours together. We laughed, we cried, we watched Mountain Men on repeat 12 times, until baby Drew decided to grace the world with her darling presence at 2:16 a.m the following day. It was every bit as beautiful as I imagined. Worth every second of the 18 hour wait. Not being the one in labor gave me new perspective on the beauty of it all. Witnessing life happening is the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen. So this is a thank you to Jolene! Thank you for sharing “life” with me. Thank you for trusting me with your most meaningful day. You blessed me with such a miracle. Know that I came home and tucked in my 3 kids, and went to bed with the happiest heart. I thanked God for his beauty and magic of creation. I said a prayer and drifted off into the sweetest slumber. I’ve been on the newborn high since. Savor every second, because they fall away like stardust. You blink, and it’s over. Change is the only guarantee in life, that you can be sure of.
If you are pregnant and are interested in having me shoot your birth session (which would make my heart so HAPPY!) please email: firstname.lastname@example.org.