Birth is something that has always fascinated me. In my 20s, I studied to be a doula and then photography (and a husband and family) found me, and well, we all know that babies come when they come and when you have your own babies to attend to, it makes it a little difficult to be on call and drop everything at a moments notice!
I’ve dabbled a bit in birth photography over the years and perhaps it’s something I will do more of once my children are older and I have more availability, but it truly was an honour to witness this little life be born into a room filled with so much love you could almost physically feel it.
This experience left a mark on my heart that I don’t know if I will ever be able to quite put into words. Watching this mama be so in tune with her body, knowing every movement and what every contraction did in her body to bring this baby forth was powerful. The atmosphere in the room was so peaceful, yet so intense - like the veil between life itself and life to come almost didn’t exist.
When I tell you I shed tears.
Mabel was born up out of the water at 3:09am into a room bursting with love, welcomed with tears of joy and relief.
Welcome to the world Mabey-Baby. (The nickname given by her oldest sister).
