And through the birth photography community, I found solace. Every day my social feed would be filled by amazing photographs of birth. Home birth, hospital birth, birth center birth, cesarean birth.

Respecting the doctors, midwives, nurses, and doulas- otherwise known as the birth team, is of utmost importance. Remember this is not your territory, you are a guest in their workspace.

You sit there numb. Praying and hoping that whatever she saw is no big deal, she just wants a second set of eyes...eyes from a doctor -- your doctor -- who you love and trust and surely will have something good to say.

She couldn’t believe he was finally here, all the months leading up to this moment, the mirror selfies, the belly rubs the surprise kicks, all of them now had a face, ten fingers, and ten cute little toes. The tears would not stop flowing, she had the love she carried inside of her for so long finally in her arms, resting on her chest.

Birth Story Photography was not something I planned on doing on the regular. I thought I'd try it once, probably be so overwhelmed that I wouldn't do it again, but I was wrong.

Every time I capture motherhood I find myself focused on the emotion. On the tiny details, and the in-betweens. The seemingly unimportant moments that pass so quickly they fall between the cracks of our memory