To be loved by a child. Some days are hard. Some days are harder. Still, some days are torture. Don't get me wrong, some days are bliss. There are days I want to curl up with my girls and never leave the house. Other days I would love to stay out all day and evening photographing wonderful families. Every now and then I try to do both of those things on the same day. Usually disaster strikes. I have found that there is no balance to running a business and being a wife and mother. Different moments through the day and night one will prevail over the other.
One evening after a session and a long weekend of shooting, I came home to this from my three year old...sippie cup and all...
Apparently while helping daddy trim the dead hydrangeas out front she picked one up, went inside, got a sippie cup out, filled it up with water from the fridge and put in on my desk. He had no idea. When I got home, she said "Have a good session mommy? There's a flower for you on your desk, like it?". My smile grew wider and wider...I wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. I suddenly forgot the aches in my body from shooting all weekend, the long list of client sessions to edit and orders piling up...never mind the blog that needed updating! At that moment, I was a mom pure and simple...and a very proud mom.
While I am here I will introduce you to Shirley Temple and Baby Ballerina. Yes, Baby Ballerina does look a bit disheveled and tired. That would be because she refused to nap earlier and was ready for bed.
What happens when it is a gorgeous day, your mommy is a photographer and you refuse to nap? Your punishment isn't having to scream in your crib...it is a mini photo shoot!
And now...back to regular business! More sneak peeks of recent sessions coming soon. Thanks for letting me take a little personal mommy break on the blog.
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