It’s been a tough spring. So many feelings and a ton of movement in my head. Lately I have settled that I am way too comfortable where I am. Growth is like that shitty but lovely plant that just won’t budge unless you significant things to help it along. I’ve been stagnant for a while. Yet feeling a bunch of anxiety over nothing. Life is just funny that way.
I needed to capture that incredible end of spring day and I ran to a creek near a park with my kids. Turns out a filed full of nats is just what the doctor ordered. I hope you’re having an amazing start to your summer.
“When I dare to be powerful, to use my strength in the service of my vision, then it becomes less and less important whether I am afraid.” ― Audre Lorde
What a whirlwind of a time I had leading up to this birth. My client had mentioned that she, with every delivery, always got prodromal labor. While I had the easiest job in this situation, I was not ready for the uncertainty. She was most definitely done being pregnant. Every day seemed to be the day for about three weeks. Having dealt with the birth of my kids, I had no experience with pains from labor that didn’t progress anything. Throughout everything, my client kept such a positive attitude. We both stressed whether this beautiful boy would make his arrival on his due date December 24. Thankfully he remained put until after, two days before the new year. I arrived at my client house, she was worried that she had called all of us too soon. I was getting ready for bed when I got the call. I was full of excitement. I was not expecting a quick 3-hour birth. She deserved that though, for him to come quickly after making her wait. Her strength and power were just amazing. I am so grateful that I was a part of this incredible moment.
I hate that it took me almost a year to blog these. This was actually last spring, in April. We had such a warm start to our Spring so I loaded my kids and headed towards Indiana. Just a spur of the moment.
Since last year I bet you can guess how much they’ve changed, They are both so much taller but also a lot less patient with me and my camera tendencies. If you’re a mom and are wanting genuine moments with your kids I would say to stop worrying about the smiles and posed images.
I can remember my mom describing my wild antics but only wished there was a photograph to see them, because I know I was wild. I just don’t have the proof of how much :P. I cannot stress enough how important it is to document your kids as they are. The way their silly girn was full of tiny teeth or the untamed baby hair or in our case the gallos, a Mexican word for hairs that stand straight up and cannot tame no matter what you try. Below you can see all of that in my kids. Also my daughter in the way she removed her shirt to match her brothers.