I’ve always wanted to capture a birth. I’ve witnessed 2 while in nursing school and it was the most amazing thing I have ever seen. The strength a woman has during the most incredible time of her life is just something that will never get old.
I was invited into the labor room for Lindsey and Michael’s third baby. They did not know what they were having, so this made the day even more exciting. I had instructed them to contact me when she was in labor. Now, this being my first time photographing a birth, I was a little nervous myself and I didn’t want to be late! After all, this was Lindsey’s third time delivering, so this could go rather quickly.
Mom went in @ 3:30am in start her induction on June 14th. I kept my phone by my side, barely slept, and was nervous I would miss the call. My ringer was up as loud as it would go, as close to me as possible, and I even gave them my husband’s number just in case. The night came and went and, when I got up the next day, I immediately checked in with them. They were just waiting. So was I.
I got the call around 9:30am that I should head into the hospital. So I grabbed all my things, which were completely ready to go and by the door, and headed out. I was more excited than nervous, or maybe it was the other way around. Either way, I was trembling!!
I made my way into the labor and delivery unit and found their room. Room 266, at the end of the hall next to the little waiting area. Perfect. I walked in and gave everyone a big hug. There they were, ready for their baby to arrive.
The pitocin was flowing, and the contractions were growing more intense. She was waiting on anesthesia to come start her epidural. Just when she the contractions started growing stronger than Lindsey was anticipating, in walks her saving grace, the doctor with the meds! The epidural placement went as planned, without any complications. Thank goodness. Now…..more waiting. The caught up on some Netflix — The Blacklist.
The board in Lindsey’s room had a goal written for the day. “Have a baby by 1pm.” Sweet, I thought. Great goal.
Well 1 pm came and went and there Lindsey and Michael were, waiting still for their baby to arrive. Boy or girl? Boy or girl?
Finally, it was time for Lindsey to start pushing. Lindsey pushed, played tug of war – which by the way, apparently works wonders for helping the baby out – she pushed, rested, more tug of war. No baby. Surprisingly, Lindsey pushed for 3 hours, on and off.
Starting to worry that she may end up with a c-section, the emotions started setting in. The baby had turned and didn’t want to come out. So they pushed, tugged and rested some more. Finally, the doctor arrived. Ahhhhhh.
She wasn’t messing around. She got that baby turned around, she garbed up, RNs and techs arrived to the bedside and onto the end of Lindsey’s pushing. Mission: have a baby!
Finally —– at 3:54 PM (a little past the 1:00PM goal), Taylor arrived. Perfect, healthy and happy. Snapping the reactions of everyone through my tears of joy and relief for Mom and Dad, I captured some of the best moments of this experience for them. I know they will cherish these for a lifetime.
*All images have been approved by my clients*