Have you ever woken up at 3 o’clock in the morning, wide awake, and unable to go back to sleep? And then the next day you are a walking zombie because you are so exhausted?
You would think that photographing births in the middle of the night would be just like that. You go to the hospital at 3 in the morning, stay there for a few hours, and then go home and crash.
For some reason, births are not like that for me. Maybe it’s the adrenaline, I don’t know, but I am wide awake at a birth and when I get finished and go home, I am so pumped up that I don’t even take a nap.
I finished with this birth at 6 am, took donuts home to my family, and played with my kids.
What can I say? Births are amazing! Even the ones in the middle of the night.