One of the best bits about being married to a photographer is that your family camera is really, really nice. And I can use it whenever I want too. Unless he is using it. Or all the cards are full from weddings/family shoots and there is no way I want to check to make sure they are all downloaded and re-format the cards before heading out for a walk with my girlies.
We actually have two cameras. The second one is called my camera. It's a Canon point and shoot and fits in my purse or the pocket of the ergo. It's perfect for for packing around anywhere and most of our together pictures are taken with it simply because it's a lot easier to whip out when we're out. And it does the trick. It captures the moment and saves the memory. But sometimes a little more is nice.
A couple of weeks ago, we booked ourselves a photo shoot. Jared was using a friend's studio to do a shoot and since we had the studio all day and he wanted to get used to the set up, so we did some family pictures.
I love them. And I think you will too. I couldn't pick which ones to put in this post so I'm going to do a couple posts with the pictures.
felt like it could snow this morning. The trees are nearly bare of their
autumn colors, our breath hangs in the crisp morning air, warm socks
and sweaters are brought out and the kettle gets constant
use. It's the changing between seasons. And each day we have that is
still autumn I want to soak up for all that it's worth. To add to the
treasure trove of memories when winter seems too long.
these pictures from our summer, taken one perfect summer evening when
we picked saskatoons from our neighbor's hedge (yes, of course, we had
permission). It was lovely and warm and the sun was just right and we
were glad to be alive to experience it all.
berries are all squirreled away in our freezer awaiting to be made into
compotes and pies. When we need tangible memories of summer, when the saskatoon bushes are just empty branches stark against the sky.
Each season has its beauty, its grace, its moments to be lived deeply. Even the intense moments don't last forever. And oh, I am learning this in every area of my life.
It was one of those days. You know the ones- where lunch and nap time can't come soon fast, where the toddler cries and cries and then the baby joins in, where you think quite cynically about the whole 'sleep when your baby sleeps' because your babies aren't sleeping in tandem and hardly ever do. The kind of day where you creep to your toddler's door because she's finally quiet only to see her clad in nothing at all, finger painting her crib, her self and the walls with the remains of her dirty diaper.
The day all of a sudden seems very long. And all you want to do is turn around and go out the front door and have someone else clean it all up, soothe the children and make a hot cup of tea.
But you're the mom. So you stay. You wipe down the crib, the walls, and the little girl. You bring the babyin the room to join in the clean up party. And you laugh at the utter craziness of it all.
You put the kettle on for tea. And set up a
tea party for your little girl and her Pooh Bear. And you snap the
shutter while she is in total enjoyment over her tea things.
There wasn't any nap for anyone that day. Well, except Khaira who sleeps almost anywhere and through anything. But it was such a good day. Another golden day to be remembered. I stopped and stared at my little Khaira-baby who is growing and changing so much. I said 'yes' to my Kilmo-girl and let her have milk in a little cup at her table. And I loved it all.
I chose to love it all.
The constant needs to be met.
I don't always do.
we all cry and through my tears, I'm asking for grace and strength and
the ability to be a mum to my little girls. And somehow we all make it
through the day.
Where does one begin writing again after an absence? A play-by-play of all the events and experiences since the last entry? A brief hello before ducking away again? Or just jumping right in and letting the words be as long or as short as they need to be (or as soon as the toddler awakes)?
There have been so many experiences this past while, many moments that cause me to wish I could freeze time, many smiles, many tears...its been a beautiful, crazy time of adjusting to life as a foursome, figuring out how to be a mom of two littles and focusing on what is important each day. I think we're figuring out this dance and it feels so good.
spent some time in the mountains, we flew across the country, we
visited friends and family, my husband shot his cousin's wedding, we
drove through perfect autumn days. We stopped at one of the great lakes
and made the most of a brief hour.
came home. We read stories, we play with blocks, we snuggle, we feed
the baby, we take walks soaking up autumn before winter comes. We have
messy floors, unwashed dishes and scattered toys. And I am learning
again to live in this moment, to be happy and to focus on what is
important each day.