A Little Birthy Goodness
As a birth photographer being on-call for my clients is a little like waiting for that hideous clown head to pop out of its tin box jumping every time it does. Only being at a birth is nothing short of amazing, and nothing like a jack-in-the-box. When I'm on-call I have my ringer turned up, check my phone obsessively before going to sleep and I'm usually riding on that emotional ledge waiting for the moment my phone goes off and I get word to head to the hospital, birthing suite or home.
Now I am a notoriously grumpy sleeper. Sleep is a sacred thing. My husband knows not to mess with me, he has even admitted to being a little bit afraid when he's had to wake me up. I need my sleep to feel like any kind of whole/functional human, but when that call or text comes in that mom is in active labor and baby is on the way it's other worldly. There is a bit of an adrenaline rush and anticipation on my part no matter what time of day or night... all because I know I get to witness a warrior woman bring life into the world. How cool is my job?!
When my kids were younger I never would have been able to do what I do now. In fact I never imagined my path through photography would have brought me here. At times it's hard not to feel insecure in a world full of incredibly artistic photographers. I have to remind myself my worth isn't based on what I do, how many accolades I achieve or how much I'm able to do in a single day. I often think about how blessed I am to live in the Seattle area where birth providers, hospitals and birth centers are so open to birth photographers.
I have to pinch myself every time I think about all the birthy goodness I get to be a part of!