So it happened. I almost missed a birth.  I got to the hospital at 11:08 PM and little Beau was born two minutes later.  I had waited all day with my camera packed and ready, anxiously checking my phone for any updates.  Mama hadn't progressed for hours and finally at 10:30 I decided maybe I should try and get a little sleep in preparation for a long night. 

Then my phone rings: "Water broke and baby's coming soon."  I quickly dressed and was on my way.  Phone rings again a couple minutes later: "the Doctor is ready to deliver the baby, how close are you?" 

I drove like a crazy lady as I got my camera out of my bag, prepared everything, all set to shoot.  The woman at the front desk seemed to take her sweet time. Talk about an adrenaline rush!  Forget the waiting with a couple for hours as he loving couches her through another contraction and another as I document their interaction, the room, little details.  But to be there for this sweet baby boy's entrance and the moment his mom first laid eyes on him was incredible!  That moment is why I love birth photography!

Because I arrived just before Beau was born and was unable to get many "before" photos, I went back the following day and was there as each of Beau's siblings met, held and cuddled him.  Talk about magic!  Thank you Bryn and Grant for allowing me to be there. 

After a self-imposed, extended maternity leave of my own, I am back in the game and itching for another birth story!