Last week I had the unique and amazing experience of being present when little Ezra Willis came into the world at 5:06am Monday, March 8. Chelsey (a ridiculously talented local photographer) had asked me earlier in her pregnancy if I would be able to document this important moment in their family’s life – of course I agreed!
So her due date came and went. The Canadian men’s hockey team nearly gave the entire country a heart attack at the end of the third period (I emailed her at this point and asked her if she had an Olympics-induced-labour… as I was barely clinging to the edge of my seat and yelling at a television in an otherwise empty house). Yet still, he had decided the time was not quite right. So, together Chelsey, her husband and their daughter waited and I went about life with my phone attached to my hip and jumped each time it would so much as buzz.
Then Monday came. At 3:35am, I received the text. Off I went to the Foothills hospital.
Odd how a 40 minute drive during the day becomes 26 minutes – when the only thing playing on the radio is Pink Floyd and Journey. (A disclaimer. I didn’t speed… at least not enough to be pulled over by the two cops along the way despite having a headlight burnt out. Just so you don’t think too much less of me :D).
I have tried writing this part about twelve times now and most sincerely am not able to express that morning in words.When going through these images I laughed, and at times nearly cried at the tenderness shared between Chelsey and Peter. As cliche as it may be, I believe the saying “a picture is worth a thousand words’ is perfect.
I will allow the images to speak for themselves.
Thank you Chelsey and family for honouring me with the opportunity to be a part of Ezra’s birth day.
by Brittany
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