This parenting business is no joke
As long as I can remember, I have wanted to be a mom. I wanted to be young enough to enjoy it all. When we got married, we got pregnant immediately. I was 21 and with a little boy. It was wonderful, it still is. But now life is so much more full. We have so much going on. Life has changed.
Lucas is 4 going on 14. He has opinions and ideas, he yells and he screams.Boy does he scream. He is angry, he knows mean words, and uses them. He isn’t that little person who fit in between my chest. It is so hard to remember that little person. I’ve been ashamed of my lack of patience with him. I usually forgive myself because I know we all have bad days, and he. He is so forgiving. He loves me unconditionally.
I want to try and be a better person to him. Remember that, even though he may seem so incredibly mature for his age and so very smart, he still needs guidance. He still need me to help him cope with all of his feelings.
He is the best son I could have ever wished for. He loves so much, and is so passionate about everything he is interested on. Him and I, we are so alike. I hope to build a relationship of trust. For him to know that no matter what, I am here. Not to judge, but to listen and help. For now, we’ll deal with the daily power struggles of a boy who wants it all …attention, love, time, toys, tv, icecream and me.
Every Year I look forward to winter.
I guess every year I forget how inspiration + winter just do not go together. It can be hard to find a spark of creativity among the same four walls you see daily. I’ve struggled just like everyone else. I am also currently doing a 366 , and I have to admit I’ve put some pressure on myself to share daily. Unfortunately I don’t thrive on repetition. I love going to new locations and surrounding myself with light, greens, and blue skies. So these last few months ( or weeks according to the groundhog) inside these walls will finish off, not so very creatively.
Here is my girl, in just some pretty light. We are tackling the topic of faceless portraits + details with the TWELVE group . I thought this was perfect for that. I saw her wandering towards the window and playing with her spinning top, and of course I ran to get the camera. The focus can be thrown off when shooting directly into the sun, which is why i do it manually to get this magnificent sun burst. The last shots of her in the shadows and shapes of light did not happen organically but I though it added to the depth of this light story!. What do you think.
I love this light, and wish it were light this every last day of winter. I will take a little more of it please.
Come read through tour BLOG circle with the TWELVE group. Next up is Stephanie from IN her Lens
More failures to add
So here I am. Last month I attempted a P/30 and I will humbly say that it was not a success. My heart just was not into it. The images I took were not my best, it was like a chore to me. It was dreadful. Maybe I’m just not a “project ” person. I just have to accept it and move on. I’m at a point in my life where realizations are so incredibly welcomed. I have stopped trying to be someone I’m not, and this is another step in the right direction. Will I try again? Who knows , maybe. It was a little disappointing to not pull through for myself for a month alone. But alas, some friends on facebook. tagged me to join along this week and share 5 for 5 days, easy enough right? Well here we go.. wish me luck.
5 FOR 5… DAY UNO
Last days of summer are seriously cherished around here. Chicago’s weather is volatile at best. Soon comes those deep winter days , where the sun sets a four pm and we get to stay indoors all the time , sadly. On this day we headed to the Taste of Melrose Pk . We rode cool rides and ate lots of tacos. We shopped around, well window shopped really. Little miss Zoe fell in love with a baby doll , that I obviously was not going to buy, I mean we have like… 20 babies. I wish I would have photographed the fit she threw, because it was a big one. No one was going to separate her from her long lost baby doll , she was in tears. I was slowly pulling her away …when Abuelo (my dad) stepped in as most grandfathers do, and bought it for her. The lady from the shop wanted twenty dollars, and of course my dad bartered with her down to ten, I believe. Zoe pushed that dolly out of there in spite of my objections. She was as happy as can be.
At least I got to photograph her toting around this baby, and stopping traffic. I think she would call that day a success.