Jessica and I talked about photographing the birth of her second baby for months before her due date. It was so exciting! We shared our thoughts and ideas about all the moments and emotions we wanted to capture, talked about logistics, timing, locations, everything. We had a plan. There was just one catch. We were across the country from each other. But hey, we had a plan. Jess labored for over 48 hours with her first - there’d be plenty of time for me to jump on a plane and get there before the birth of her second. We had a plan.
I’m not sure what was quicker - the disintegration of our amazing plan or the birth of baby Zoey. Mom and Dad thought for sure they had time when the contractions started. They sent the casual text, “We’re in labor,” so I packed my camera, jumped on a plane and was there a few hours later. While all was calm and quiet on my nonstop flight to DC, things were progressing a tad bit faster on the ground. Jess and Geoff were grabbing a bite to eat at Whole Foods down the street from the hospital when things started to get real…. Real fast. Zoey Elizabeth’s first touch was the warmth of her mother’s own hands as she delivered her herself standing up in the middle of the delivery room. Can you say Warrior Mom? By the time I landed and made my way to the hospital, little Zoey was bundled up sleeping peacefully by mommas side. She was perfect.
Moral of the story? All plans are subject to change. And that is OK. While I wasn’t able to capture the birth of sweet Zoey, I was able to capture some really special moments between her and her loving family. Luckily, her parents allowed me to spend two whole days with them at the hospital and at their home photographing Zoey’s first few hours and days. I look forward to watching this little girl grow into the strong woman that I know she will become. I hope these photos warm your heart just as much as sweet Zoey and her amazing mom and dad warmed mine on that cold winter afternoon.