And so, in October 2015, the journey began again. Another 40 weeks until the birth of our second, a boy called Leo.
That same year, I quit my office job of 7 years to work full-time on my website Shotkit, and as a wedding photographer. As if having no steady income wasn’t enough of a challenge, we also decided that now would be a fine time to commence renovations on our entire house, meaning packing everything into storage to live in a small shared apartment in Manly.
To say it was a challenging time for Elissa would be an understatement. Me on the other hand? I was loving being a stay-at-home-dad living next to the beach, playing with Harry all day! 3 days a week we were best beach buddies, then the rest of the time I spent pretending to be a backpacker at the local Internet cafe ‘at work’.
There’s not a day goes by that I don’t appreciate this life we’re living. Being able to spend everyday with Harry as he grows up really is a gift, and as annoying as he can be, I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Fingers crossed we’ll be able to do the same thing with Leo.
Here’s the story of how Harry got a baby brother, as told by me and my cameras*.
*for the geeks – I used a Nikon D750 with 35mm f/1.4 and 85mm f/1.4; Olympus OMD-EM II Mk II with 17mm f/1.8; Fujifilm X100S.
And so, at 11.30pm on Wednesday 13th July 2016, Elissa’s labour started. I’d been asleep for an hour by this stage – apparently when Elissa woke me up, my first words were “I need to get my camera.” Such a supportive partner!
I’ll shut up now and let the pictures do the talking. Everything took place between midnight and 7am, hence the darkness.
Leo, like Harry, beat the 5% odds and was born on his due date. As another strange coincidence, Leo was born at 6.45am, Harry at 6.45pm.
We probably need to start playing the lottery… although with our life as it is now, we feel like we’ve already won it.