A Day In Your Life Photo Blog

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Ok...so I am staring out the window..frozen..daydreaming.. but not really because I don't consider thinking about why my card was "not able to read" at Target and Ms. D (we won't mention any names) calling me from Sam's school telling me things got out of hand with the 5 year old bus riders yesterday daydreaming!

I can slowly feel my limbs freezing into position..telling me they do not want to move anymore. I am trying not to physically focus my eyes on anything because when I do they tend to zone out.

I think this morning I feel like I am drowning. Slowly.

I am not going to lie and tell you that I woke up this morning..sat on the edge of my bed..gave my sore muscles a big ole stretch ..threw on my robe (never)..walked slowly into the kitchen ..listened as the birds greeted me on the window sill all while I poured myself a cup of coffee..freshly brewed as I slept like a baby under my down comforter and silk pajamas..oh no no no!

Cue..screaming baby

My morning went a little something like this..

dreaming about baby screaming..realized after who knows how long that it WAS a baby screaming..Tucker screaming from down the hall (he was definitley born with a great set of lungs). Instead of sitting on the edge of my bed stretching , pondering the days events, I was running ..in the dark..towards the babies room! Walked in praying that Tucker had not woken the other sleeping baby in the crib next to him..the best was turning up the light so very dimly to see him smiling at me as if to say "gotcha"..how sweet! Ok fun is over back to business. Paci..check. blanki..check..no bumpers wrapped around body parts..check. He was sucking away as I swiftly ran on my tip toes back to my bed hoping and praying that I would not hear a whimper..you know the one that leads to a full on scream the next second. And of course I was holding my breath as I got into bed and slowly pulled the covers back over myself..as if he could hear me from across the house. I thought..please God...please give me a few more minutes!

After a few minutes..6 a.m. Max rolls in..jumps in bed..fine. Then Sam..jumps in bed..fine. I know I have about 25 minutes of uninterrupted sleep before the fighting ensues just because they can.. and then I throw my hands up..surrender the bed .. stand up take a deep breath..walk to the kitchen and make myself a cup of coffee..

The whole day thus far has seemed felt somewhat like I am sinking.. then remembering I have to come up for air. Hoping I can come up for air! Remembering to breathe..We shall see..sighhhhhhhh

Hello Is Anyone There?

Okay.I am really trying hard to keep up with this blogging business. After entering into the world of photography I soon found out that having a blog was a big deal. After attending a workshop last year, held by a photographer I highly admire,I really learned that having a blog is essential to my success as a photographer..and it is! It keeps my followers up to date on photo shoots..ideas..thoughts, reflections, etc...so I have been filing away ideas and topics and photos and such...topics I can blog about. I tell myself.."yes..great idea..great topic....put that one down..they will love that!" And suddenly I stop and I have to laugh to myself because I am jotting down these topics as if I am about to present a speech to thousands of people..subscribers in my case. When ,in actuality, I am writing to really no one! Don't worry..I am definitely smiling as I write this..I am not going to close my computer and sit in the corner with my head in my hands. I suppose I am just having a difficult time with the fact that being new to the blogging world means that it will take some time for people to catch on. So I figure that the best approach is to write as if I am putting pen to paper and closing my journal...and maybe hoping someone finds it under my bed and reads it!?! It is definitely a state of mind. And I am trying desperately to get past my "who really reads this stuff" funk. Anyway......onto the next topic! Stay tuned!

Do You Know Eliot?

So I am literally in tears..at least I was in tears about 10 minutes ago. If anyone caught Oprah this morning then you will know what I am talking about. The show was about children who miraculously beat the odds..Most were born with severe physical challenges. Most of them overcame these odds and are living and thriving. The last story was a story about Eliot Mooney . He was diagnosed with Trisomy 18 when his mom was six months pregnant. He was not supposed to survive. His father started writing letters to him when before he was born.. actually 2 months before he was born.

"Dear Eliot: Right now you are two months from being born," Matt wrote in one letter. "Doctors tell us that you won't likely make it to birth. Your mom and I are praying against that. We're praying for healing. We are praying for nothing less than a miracle. You're our first child, and the day of your birth couldn't come sooner."

Eliot passed away 99 days after birth. He was not supposed to make it past a few days.  His young, amazing parents fought the hard fight and won for a short period of time. They look at his short life as a blessing..a gift. He beat the odds.

After watching this amazing amazing video I was so moved..beyond words. My heart felt like it was being pulled from my chest. I thought about how absolutely incredibly lucky I am. I have four thriving healthy boys. When I look at what could have possibly gone wrong I think of how lucky I am. I am fortunate to have children that are growing, walking and talking. When I look st what can be taken from me in just the blink of an eye I thank God for all that I have and how absolutely precious it all is. There are no guarantees in this life. I try to remind myself of that everyday. Especially when I am feeling like I am the victim.

So please please please cherish what you have. Hug your children, your parents, your grandparents,your spouses, your significant others, your animals, your friends. Cherish them and cherish what they bring to your life. We never know how long we will have the extreme pleasure of their company.

Yoga !! Yikes!!

So I am an absolute fan of yoga. Do not get me wrong. I was a very passionate follower of yoga before I jumped on the baby wagon. I threw myself into all those crazy poses and was living life like a rubber band. The best shape of my life really.  That was about 6 years ago. So, needless to say, I have been away for awhile. Fully understanding this I ran over to this cute little new yoga studio that just opened about a mile from my house. How could I not...it's so close. It was definitely a sign that it opened so close. I walk in and I am totally psyched up to get back into the swing of things. Throw my shoes off..purchase my new towel..( I really need to know how much they mark those things up)..thankfully I had a credit card. After the class got going I kept thinking to myself..."how could I make one of these?..all it is is a towel with the little treads on the bottom! I had to laugh inside because my mind kept drifting to those little socks they give you in the hospital with the tread on the bottom. I thought.."I could cut up a basket of those..sew them together and wolla!..yoga blanket! So to back track a bit..I walk into the class and the heat hits me like a WALL! I happened to notice the thermometer on the wall as I was walking over to secure my space...94 degress and climbing! I have done hot yoga before and loved it..that again was a long time ago. There was no turning back now. I walk over..find my spot..lay down my  very overpriced yoga blanket and begin to stretch. As I look to my right side I notice that I am sitting next to one very limber lady..She's all contorted, sweating already..halfway through her 3rd bottle of water or something like that. I had to laugh because it never fails. How do I always manage to plant myself next to the most intense student in the class. Now like I said, I can appreciate yoga for all it offers and is worth, and no offense to all you yogi's out there. But I happen to always be next to the person that looks like they were born in the downward dog pose and looks as if they will take your eyes out if you invade their "space". This is a little snippet of what she looked like. And we were just waiting! Please!

This was me before class...(not really me but you get the picture)

All in all it was a great class...I am sure I will be back. I just need to stay far away from crow girl until I am back in the game for awhile!

Will it ever be warm?!

So lately I have felt as if I am going stir crazy..cabin fever. I am sure the kids feel the same way. I find myself internally freaking out because it is so cold...too cold some days for the boys and the boys have watched Scooby Doo all day it seems. I sit and tell myself .." I have those children ..the ones that turn into couch potatoes in the winter. The ones that are zoned out three inches from the television. And I also tell myself that I am that parent that allows this. All the magazine articles are running through my head as well as the news stories about how much t.v. your child should watch and if they go over the limit then they are going to end up with low I.Q.'s , bad eating habits and so on! I got so fed up and worried that I decided that a little off limits fun was in order...so I opened up the counter tops and sinks and grabbed my camera. Hey, it is better than watching t.v. and it made for some pretty cute pics!

 

 

 

 

 

And what would the end of the night be without a little brotherly love!

 

Maybe it is a boy thing but there are times I swear they are going to kill each other...

 

 

 

Very first post on my very first blog!

  I love , love, love photography! I love everything about it..both technical and artistic. I love that I can see a picture through my naked eye and capture it with my camera ..freezing that image forever. Creating art. I love covering my walls with photos of my family then being able to look up and be immediately taken back to that moment and remembering. Journal entries without words. That is how I look at photography. Each picture tells a story. My family inspires me to no end..especially my children. I credit them for silently, and unknowingly unearthing this passion for photography I knew was there inside but didn't know how to express.

 

Below are a couple of pictures of the four little men in my life that have helped inspire this journey.

 

 

This is where I will share news about my very soon to be launched photography business and other events going on in my life. This step is nerve racking and exciting! The nerves come from never having done this before and the excitement stems from, the same thing, never having done this before! Photography has become a huge part of my life. I don't really remember it as something I HAD to do until I gave birth to my first son Sam. My husband bought me my first dslr camera .. a Nikon d70 and I fell in love with taking pictures of this tiny bundle of joy..Since then I have acquired two more cameras and three more children (yikes!) and the inspiration keeps flowing. It has been a long road or so it seems and I am now ready to launch my business.  Sooooo..it is off to the races!