Community South Hospital
March 20, 2017
Have you ever heard the phrase-
“Nature does not hurry and yet everything is accomplished”?
Makes you think, doesn't it??? I’m sure this quote can bring many different nature driven miracles to mind but when it comes to me and mine- I can only think of birth.
Nine- basically ten- months is a long, long, LOOOOONNNNGG time wait. Soon to be Mommies and Daddies- like Emmy and Dan- spend countless hours preparing for their perfectly packaged baby bundle to arrive. They buy a crib and bumpers, carseat and stroller, monitor and swaddlers, as well as onesies and, well, more onesies. Not to mention- the honored and infamous spousal conflict-causing task of choosing a name. Not an easy one, I admit- especially when you have to avoid all the names of all the people who have annoyed you or your spouse throughout your lives.
(Or maybe that just happened to me...) ;)
And alas, months do come and go…
Mommy’s tummy continues to grow and Daddy starts thinking about all the sporting events he will no longer have to attend or watch alone.
It isn’t until the BIG show- the day baby is welcomed into the world- that the grand change that has been happening underneath the surface is revealed and recognized by all. Much like Mommy’s tummy, Mommy and Daddy’s hearts have been growing too. It is their hearts, and not the parenting advice received or books read, that have prepared them to be the best parents to raise this child—their child.
Knowing this- I arrived at the hospital on Monday morning especially excited for my friends to become parents.
I walked into the room to find that Emmy was distracting herself with “The Office” and Dan was analyzing and interpreting her contractions tracked on one of the two monitors hanging on the wall.
They welcomed me with smiles and updated me. Emmy was dilated to an 8 and that her cervix was still intact on the left side. I could tell that she was soldiering on but that she was uncomfortable.
Her amazingly talented and caring nurse, Leslie, entered the room to see if her pressure had migrated lower. It had not so Leslie got Emmy more ice chips and said she would be back in an hour to check her again.
The pain was rapidly getting worse so Dan- who was very attentive to his laboring wife- called Leslie back in to help. Emmy pleaded to be checked again. Leslie checked her again and although Emmy’s dilation had progressed her cervix had not. To help things along- Leslie decided to put Emmy on her side. She put her on her right side first. Baby boy didn’t like it one bit so Leslie moved her to her left side. Leslie once again secured the heart monitors and left.
It wasn’t long before Emmy grew silent. She asked that her show be turned off. She lay there with her eyes closed all the while her breathing patterns became more intense and purposeful. Dan kept trying to help but realized that Emmy had to do the rest of the work alone. Resigned to his feeling of helplessness, he sat down on the couch. Feeling for them both, my mind turned to prayer. As I went to bow my head, Dan lowered his.
When he raised his head again he suggested that they call Leslie again. Emmy agreed. Leslie came in to find that Emmy was ready to push.
Leslie and Dan each took a leg and Emmy began to push. Dan had a different vantage point than Emmy so he began to cheer on his wife- for she truly was doing an amazing job. She pushed for about 5 minutes before Leslie knew that she would need to call the doctor.
Leslie called the doctor, began to convert the table, and finished by placing Emmy’s heels into stirrups.
“I know we aren’t in an operating room, but I like to keep things as clean as possible,” Leslie said as she prepped Emmy’s thighs with iodine.
Dan was positioned on her right side as the doctor entered the room and got dressed. It was at this point that 2 or 3 more people entered the room to help- baby would soon be here.
The doctor slid into place and encouraged Emmy to resume pushing. I have never seen so much focus, strength, and determination in one woman’s eyes. All of Emmy's eagerness to meet her son was propelling her beyond her own feelings of exhaustion and fatigue. She advanced on and on and on- and every time she did she made sure to do so with the same deliberate care and effort.
It wasn’t long before baby boy’s head… then shoulders… then entire body had emerged. Kenneth Nixon Frost was born on Monday, March 20, 2017 at 1:41 p.m.- the first day of Spring.
It was then and only then that Emmy and Dan could feel that their hearts had made space for this little boy. They stared on in awe of what they had prepared for, waited for, and even created.
And that was that! Emmy knew it! Dan knew it! And everyone in the room knew it! Because we could feel it... These parents were made complete by their son and this son by his parents.
The love in the room truly was tangible.
And- I am so grateful to have been there that day. Thank you for choosing me to capture some of your first moments as parents. You two are going to be great parents- I JUST KNOW IT.
Adorable, aren't they?
In addition to being absolutely adorable- they are young, fun and, in my opinion, the perfect mix of chaos and love.
Well- now let me explain.
Dad got a new job out west and will be moving in a week to start said job.
Mom is pregnant (due in May!) and has two adorable toddlers in tow- ages 2 and 1- all the time. Chaos is inevitable! :)
It’s the tickles and laughter, the happiness and love that is found alongside the chaos that makes this family so special.
Chaos isn't usually something we seek out in life. But when mixed with an abundance of love, like in this beautiful family, it’s irresistibly perfect.
And that’s just one reason why I loved working with the Boyce Family so much.
Thank you much for choosing me! I can’t wait to see how your family grows and changes as your western adventures begin. :)
I met the Frost Family on Sunday, almost two months ago now. They sang a musical number in church- which was quite beautiful. It was then that my daughter, Payton, realized that there was a baby in Emmy’s tummy. From then on, Payton has insisted that she touch Emmy’s belly every Sunday. And- I’m so glad she has because it has allowed me the privilege of getting to know this cute family.
They have a passion for each other and life that is.. well.. contagious!
Someone needs to pinch me because I still think I’m dreaming whenever I look at these pictures. Emmy thought of every detail- from her dress to her hair and from her makeup to her accessories. She had all her bases covered and then some. She truly looked like an angel. And, yes, Dan was looking his best but he also brought something else with him on Saturday. He brought his love for his wife and soon-to-be mother of his son. Every time they got close I could read the same three words coming from his lips. Those words- and the love that exists between these two- has created something beautiful, something that will bring even more happiness and love to this little family.
You are probably all smiling right about now and that would be the contagious passion I mentioned earlier. And if you aren’t yet smiling- imagine this… Their good looks and fun personalities all combined and perfectly packaged into one squishy, lovable, little baby boy expected to arrive in late March. EEEKKK! I can’t wait.
Thanks for choosing me, Emmy and Dan!
I have added a couple new resources to my website as a way to improve the quality of your experience while working with me. And- I wanted to spend a little time in this post highlighting their purpose and uses.
1. Style Guide [Listed under the Investment Tab]: This e-booklet walks you through the aesthetic details of photography and teaches you about how you can positively affect and enhance a photograph without ever having to touch my camera. Pretty neat, huh?
2. FAQ [Listed under the Investment Tab]: Questions are a part of our everyday lives- even more so for me because I am a mother of a 3 year old- and can cause anxiety or dissatisfaction if they were to go unanswered. This page exists to make sure that this doesn’t happen during our time together. As you will see- it’s an entire page- in Q&A format- devoted to putting your mind at ease.
If you have a question not answered by these resources, at the very least, I would hope that they stand as a representation of how much I care to be a part of the process and not just the end product. Take a look around and if you have ANY questions, feel free to get in touch with me.
- Yvette Cherie
There is only ONE thing in this world that can make a person (me) forget the dark, dingy weather and it is none other than a BABY!
I love newborn photography but it does not come without its’… I’ll just call them “risks”. I am by no means an expert in finance BUT I do know this-- high RISK investments also yield high RETURNS.
Do you want to know how I know this? Let me explain
(And- no, I didn't learn it in a classroom.)
A hungry baby- Risk #1- can be a force to be reckoned with but a fed baby can be… cuddly.
A dirty diaper- Risk #2- can cause utter chaos but a clean diaper can create... calm.
A cold baby- Risk #3- can be quite inconsolable but a warm baby can be… content - even happy.
Mom and Dad work tirelessly and for what? It’s all for the precious pay-off captured in the pictures above. And- Jackson is one cuddly, calm, content, and- might I add- loved little boy!
And- he’s totally worth it! Right, Mom & Dad? :)
Thank you for warming up my morning, Jackson!
St. Francis Hospital
January 23-24, 2017; 9:30 p.m.- 1:10 a.m.
I had just finished brushing my teeth when my phone rang. I answered it and it was none other than Cynthia- the same Cynthia who had text me earlier on in the day to inform me that she would be induced on Thursday at midnight.
She said, “Yvette, I’m having contractions and we are on our way to the hospital.” What great news! I wished her love and luck, said goodbye, packed up my gear, gave my husband a kiss, and I was on my way.
On my drive to the hospital I received a text from Brett, Cynthia’s husband, letting me know that Cynthia had been admitted, her IV was established, and that she was ready to have me there. Good thing I was already on my way!
When I arrived I was so busy snapping pictures that I almost walked head first into the closed door to her room. I scanned through my mind trying the remember hospital etiquette when I heard a beautiful, single note serenade coming from the room. I listened until the singing stopped and then I went to the nurses’ station.
A kind nurse escorted me into the room and from the minute my foot crossed the threshold I felt an interesting feeling of familiarity and peace. I cleared the curtain to see Cynthia was lying on her side and she was clearly in A LOT of pain. I threw my gear on the couch and got straight to work. My eyes were on task but my ears couldn’t help but process all that was going on around me. Once Cynthia had sat up and had sung a couple more beautiful notes a.k.a had had a couple more contractions, I heard her say, “I can’t do this!” Carly- Cynthia’s friend who is working to become a doula- said to her with much reassurance and love in her voice, “You were made to do this! This is in God’s plan for you and your family. Jackson will come and you will be the one to bring him here.”
We all felt the added power transferred to Cynthia through Carly’s meaningful words and Cynthia was able to make it through a couple more contraction before the anesthesiologist arrived. For liability purposes, we were all asked to leave the room while the epidural was placed into Cynthia’s back.
When we all re-entered to room we could tell that Cynthia was in a lot less pain because she was now asking for some chapstick and bacon. Haha! :)
We were all able to visit until Cynthia was checked again. Everything seemed to happen so quickly once the doctor arrived to break her water. She broke her water, in the same instant Cynthia started to feel the urge to push, the doctor got dressed, the lights were lowered and tools were set out, Cynthia’s legs were placed in stirrups and she was asked to scoot down nearer to end of the bed, the doctor asked her to push, the doctor asked her to push again. And then finally, and all at once, the world paused for a moment (just a moment) when Jackson Robert Lorah entered the world at 12:09 a.m. on Tuesday, January 24th.
He was meant to be here- just as Carly had promised- and Jackson knew it most of all. He didn’t cry. He didn’t even move very much. He just settled into his mother’s hands and then later into her arms.
There was still plenty of work to be done on Cynthia to prepare her for the weeks of healing to follow but her eyes and hands never left her son. Cynthia and I have been friends for over a year and I have loved and admired her all the while BUT I will never forget the way she selflessly nurtured Jackson that night.
It wasn’t long before Dad got to hold his son. My ears were still on full alert as I heard Cynthia say, “Jackson, that is your Daddy.” And as she did Jackson’s eyes opened to acknowledge the great man who was holding him. Jackson knew, without the introduction, who his Daddy was and he gazed up at him the whole time.. Well until it was time to eat- a typical baby boy, for sure!
Cynthia and Brett- I can’t thank you enough for inviting me to be there to witness and preserve the memories of Jackson’s birth. Your family is beautiful and growing- and what a blessing that is!
A blog too..?
Yes, I am incorporating a blog onto website as a way for you- my friends and clients- to get a better feel for who I am and what I do. I am asking for your patience as this will require something I don't have much of right now. No- not time. No- not money. I need bookings. I'm not a starving artist by any means. It's the weather that's getting in my way- yet again. But, rest assured, after my next booking you will get to hear AND see all about it.
Until next time...