For those that haven’t discovered it yet…our very own Janine had miss Amelia at 2:19am on March 20th! Words cannot express how elated everyone is! This post is a long one (per usual with me)…so grab some coffee and/or a cookie, and take a load off.
I was photographing an engagement session on Wednesday, the 19th. When I got finished up at 6:45pm, I got “the call” that Janine was headed to the hospital. Any time I get “the call” I turn into a crazy person. With every birth. I do. I’m admitting it. I think I spin in circles 6 times, fumble through the double checking of my gear, and drive about 30mph over the speed limit. For me, all of my births become an emotional experience. It’s a roller coaster of emotions and I get very attached to my families and babies (they probably have no idea…but I do. Shocker.). The anticipation of everyone, the exhaustion, the jibberish doctor talk, the second of “scary” each labor seems to have…but this was a whole different emotional experience for me…and I don’t even know how many births I’ve shot at this point. This was my best friend. My photography partner. My partner in crime. The person I literally spend the most time with. My “niece” that was being born. I’m attached to this group in a whole different way. This gave me the advantage of already having their trust and having some anticipation of who would react to what. This gave me a disadvantage because I was SO emotionally attached, that I had to work really had to keep both legs in my professional photographer pants and leave a leg of the friendship pants at the door. This was Jeff and Janine’s moment and I had to sit, perched in a shelf above Janine’s head (literally), and be a photographer. What I really wanted to do was hold her other hand, cheer, and push with her. Jeff, Janine’s husband, is an AMAZING support. Watching him swoon over Janine…laugh with Janine…worry over Janine…pray over Janine…my heart melts. Watching Jeff become a father in a second’s time, was priceless…and that’s what I wanted to document for these guys. And at 2:19am, on March 20th, the gasp and the “oh my gosh…oh my gosh…oh my gosh” mutterings after Amelia came to the world…I had STREAMS of tears pouring down my camera-covered face. It was perfect. Everything about it was perfect. The ups and downs of labor…it was perfect, because Amelia’s here and she has the greatest life in this big, big world waiting for her.
Later that morning, after we all got a little rest, I headed back to the hospital to tell the story of the family meeting Amelia for the first time. The kids RAN down the hospital hallway. It was awesome. The kids, both grandparents, and their closest friends got to meet Amelia that day. I think what I love the most about documenting the “meet and greet” is feeling and showing how evident it is that this new little one is loved so much. To be instantly loved. Not having to gain love…but is instantly loved, because she’s here…and being here is all it takes.
Janine, Jeff, Eva, and Caleb…congratulations on adding this little sister to the mix. My heart is bursting with joy for you all and your families. Literally. It’s bursting. It’s disgusting. THANK YOU for trusting me and letting me into your life to document this story. It was as important to me, as it was to you. I love you all so very much.
Amelia…I can’t believe you’re here. I will say that every day. In utero, I sat next to you every day…we’ve snuggled on the couch…we laughed and cried together…and you’ve heard some really funny stuff, and you don’t even know it yet. You’re in good hands. Aunt Mac loves ya.