Reflecting on birth and post-partum a year later (Part 1: Birth) 

I remember thinking I was going to die, and that I just couldn't do it anymore, but at the same time feeling stronger than any other human on earth in that moment. Labour is like lifting a car off of someone. You don't know you've got it in you until you do it, and there's no way you could summon that strength under ordinary conditions.

On Photographing your Birth

I've written about this before in a post on regrets. I wanted a birth photographer, but in the end it was going to be too expensive to hire a professional and we didn't know anyone I was comfortable enough letting into the delivery room (I'm weird that way... the closer someone is to me, the less… Continue reading On Photographing your Birth