After a few years of this, I’ve developed (or been gifted) what I like to call a birth photographer’s intuition – I just know when I should leave my house, no matter how fast or slow things seem to be going. And wa-la! I pulled in to the hospital parking lot, halfway expecting to have a little while, and I get a text that she’s complete and ready to push. Perfect perfect perfect.
Thankful for my trusty ol’ senses and how they allow me moments where I get to meet adorable little boys like John and spend evenings with the most warm and inviting people like the Lewis family.