Chelsea and Nathan texted me late Friday night saying that Chelsea was starting to have regular contractions that were feeling pretty strong. After that familiar burst of excitement, I asked them to keep me posted, and tried to go back to sleep. If sleeping with one ear open is a thing, I think I have mastered it! We texted back and forth a few more times that night and in the wee morning hours, they headed to the hospital only to find out Chelsea was only one centimeter dilated. They were a little disappointed but made the wise decision to head back home. On Saturday morning, I was a little stressed because it was the ONE day I had a conflict that would prevent me from making it to their birth and I knew I would possibly have to send a back-up photographer. But I also knew that it could still be a while so I just continued to check in with them throughout the day. Late that morning, after Chelsea continuing to labor and her contractions continuing to get stronger, they headed back to the hospital. At around 11:00 am, she was only three centimeters dilated. I knew she was getting tired. We kept in touch throughout the day, and by about 6:00 that evening, Nathan let me know that Chelsea was getting exhausted and discouraged, but had not progressed past four centimeters. I was not yet available to go to her (I was shooting a wedding that day) and she was not yet to the point in labor that I would normally arrive. However, I knew that she could probably use a little extra support and encouragement, so I asked my back-up if she would go to her until I could get there. Chelsea had planned to have an unmedicated birth but she had been laboring for almost 24 hours at this point with very little progress. I am always amazed by mamas who labor for more than 24 hours, because I honestly don’t know if I could do it. She decided it was time to get an epidural and get some rest. I headed to the hospital at around 10:30 that night to check in with my back-up and see how Chelsea was doing. We all chatted for a little while, but her and Nathan truly needed some rest, so we both left and I told them to let me know as soon as something changed. I got a text around 2:30 am that said that Chelsea was close to pushing. YAY!! Great news! I jumped up and headed back to the hospital. I arrived just before her doctor and was in perfect time to capture Chelsea having her beautiful baby boy, Trevor. He was born at 3:50 am, at 8 pounds, 13 ounces. What a lot of hard work on Chelsea’s part, and what a wonderful pay off! Congratulations to both of you! Thank you for letting me witness this amazing birth story.
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