Well- you’ve seen my birth blogged.
You’ve heard the photographers side of the story.
Here is my perspective. The side of the story from the Mom . . . the one putting it all out there!
I don’t like to be vulnerable. Period. So why in the world would I have a photographer there during one of the most vulnerable times of my life? I mean, the things that happen during a birth are not things I would like to share with the whole world. . . or really anyone. If I had my way I would even keep my husband out of the room. There jokingly may have even been mention of me going to a field where no one could find me- and giving birth there. Bring on the old days where nobody was allowed in the room- that was my mantra! Given all these strong feelings- I would normally be the LAST person to have a birth photographer. Being a photographer myself though put me in quite the debacle.
I KNOW deep down that the moment when you first see your child is important. I KNOW that showing the relationship of you and your spouse is important. I KNOW that seeing your loved ones meet your newest family member is important. And I KNOW that life is so short and these fleeting moments are what life is about. Then came the question.
How could I week after week ask clients to let me in and to give me their trust if I couldn’t do the same? I’d shot a handful of births before- but being on the other side of the camera was a challenge I had to accept. I thought I could do it. . . . that is until McKenzie walked in the room! When she got there I panicked! “Um Mac- it just got pretty real in here” I hinted to her. I was throwing her the warning- as if she didn’t know what was going to happen. But she went about her business . . . ignoring the flare. She’s good. We are trained at what we do. Not just on being a photographer- but being a documentary photographer. She quickly blended in and I had no idea where she was or what she was doing. She worked hard and in the end gave us an incredible gift. The birth photography wasn’t about all the things you may think of when you hear the word birth. But it was about our family and the love we have for each other. It was life and us in our rawest form. To have that documented is a treasure. My husband even commented that these photos are just important to him as our wedding photos. If you can invite med students, doctors, anesthesiologist and who knows who else in the delivery room- I promise you can do this. You’ll be soooo glad you did.