Monday, 25 August 2014

Beach Maternity Shoot Part 2

So I post a couple of my beach maternity shoot pics in my last post... And I'm so chuffed with them I thought I'd post a few more! 

I must admit I think about being pregnant at least once a day and it's only a happy thought because I know we will try again at least one more (all being well)... But I'm not quite sure how I'll feel when I know I won't be doing it again! I really really hope that this feeling of being "done" comes to me, I can't imagine it as I am now.

For now, here's one lovely lady who doesn't have to think about that...



















Saturday, 23 August 2014

Feeling Some Work Confidence...

Happy bank holiday everyone! How are you spending it?

Summer is past the half way point and I'm hearing the odd murmur from people who are ready for Autumn. I'm not there yet... Pimms hasn't lost it's novelty yet and I feel like we should have at least one more paddling pool day and a beach trip left before I can sign off on summer. 

Work is busy and I think I'm coming out of that really vulnerable phase you have whenever you start something new. I can feel myself much more comfortable in my skin on shoots. I've slowed down, I stop, assess what I'm doing and actually say if something's not working. Most surprisingly I don't feel like a complete farce when I turn up to a shoot and tell someone "I'm the photographer". Still not calling myself "a photographer" which feels different and still rather ludicrous but this time next year maybe...

Speaking of work... Some maternity snaps on Frinton sea front I am totally adoring...





Tuesday, 19 August 2014

Nature. But I'll Book a Swim Class Just in Case...

I've been thinking about milestones recently. And I'm going to admit... It really messes with your head when they're not ahead on them! For 99% of the time you have a logical head on. It's fine. All children are different. You're (almost) certain it means nothing. But just every so often a thought or two pops in to your head. Someone else was already doing this by now. Is there something else I should be doing? 

Ah! Mummy-guilt! We meet again! It's been a while because I'm a laid back second timer... (ahem) 

 And I have to say this time it really got me. Mummy-guilt of the omg-I-haven't-done-nearly-as-many -things-with-my-second-born variety. Because I haven't. Because some days I feel like I could literally just do all the essential childcare-y tasks, you know the stuff that keeps them alive like feeding, watering and clothing, and have almost ZERO time left over. I have to make time all the time. Time never just happens. If I allowed it I would never come to a point in my day where I thought "hey, now I've got some time". If I ever get close to that point there's always a dishwasher to unload or a wash load to hang up. 

Not that I think there's a baby group on earth that would have my boy crawling by now. But it would be nice to know I had done my bit. Nice to know we're putting in some Bow time. So we've booked Sunday swimming lessons and making plans for Euna's preschool mornings come September. 

Also the health visitor popped by of this 9-12 month check and reassured my quivering bottom lip that was out in full force whilst I asked her if he was "too late" in a few things... Grip = got. This week I'm taking some pressure off myself and siding with nature over nurture on the great child development debate. 

Some MORE Mersea snaps... We are practically LIVING here this summer! 







Wednesday, 13 August 2014

A Sneaky Wedding Snap!

Apologies for the entirely uninspired literary side of my blogging of late... I'm an editing machine! Absolutely loving editing these wedding pictures! What's not to love about wedding photography? Cool locations. The most photo-shy are motivated to get their good side. Everyone's dressed up. Flowers, glass, laughs and kids. I'm hooked... I have another on the 22nd... Whoop!


Monday, 11 August 2014

Bow @ 9 Months...

Our little Bow-Bow seems to be blooming right now. We've come out of a fairly lengthy and very testing clingy phase and all of a sudden this little person is emerging. He loves the Tomy eggs, a cheap yellow maraca and a purple ball. He's moving by means of rolling, pivoting on his tummy and some very slow clumsy army crawling. 

Being his Mummy is a very rewarding job right now... So I thought I'd share a couple of recent snaps of him... :D



Tuesday, 5 August 2014

Learning Lessons & Feeding Ducks

When I started this blog I used to put a mini list of lessons learnt at the bottom of every post... I just remembered the other day and thought I'd revisit it because I feel like life has had me on one of those little hamster training wheels recently and I'm firing out lessons learnt (and remembered) all the time. 

So what am I learning? 

Toddlers are little mirrors. She's showing me all about how I talk, gesture, socialise and parent by copying me back to myself. I start a though like "where have you got that frooo... OH! I do that!"

Sleep deprivation can creep up on you slowly. Months of broken sleep, even if you're getting a good 6-7 hours a night, can accumulate and all of a sudden you realise you're exhausted, stupid and demotivated. That's happened. Steve's taking over the night shifts for a few nights. Two in and I feel like a new woman. Sleep is good.

Birthdays are brilliant and I am going to indulge in celebrating mine more each year. Why not? I'm always all about an excuse for a celebration, but seem to always forget my own birthday... Surely there's more to celebrate as you get older?

Babyhoods are shorter than I ever knew. Bow is 9 months. Countdown to 1st birthday. How tragic. I know I bore on about it all the time but seriously... Babyhoods are SHORT.

Some snaps from a day trip to Finchingfield... Little less known fact... I grew up around here... How beautiful?! How lucky that I get to be nostalgic in a place with such fab tea rooms?!















Friday, 1 August 2014

A Family on the Farm...

Just thought I'd share some recent work of some lovely people who very kindly have allowed me to share with you... What a bundle of energy this little boy was and an absolute testament to what a wonderful influence fresh air and muddy puddles have on a childhood! What a life to have such a platform for adventure on tap! 


















Tuesday, 29 July 2014

Turning 30...

So I turn 30 tomorrow. And about 5 people to day have asked me if I'm ok... And I am. Not because I'm too-cool-for-the-freaking-out-about-getting-old-school, but because I reserve those freaks out for when I think about the babies growing up. Not often. Just when they go through the major milestones... Like when Euna got her first pair of two piece pyjamas or when Bow grew out of his bouncy chair or when Euna had the last day of her first term or preschool or today when Bow picked up his sippy cup of his own for the first time... You know, really pivotal stuff.

And because I'm feeling philosophical in the last few hours of my 20's I will share that whenever I do have a freak out of this variety I remember the wise words of my wise friend's very wise mum who said, when my friend had a freak out that one day (talking obscure one day in the future terms) her mum will die, "but if I didn't die you wouldn't be able to have your children". So there. That's my little anchor. If I didn't get old then I wouldn't of been able to have my babies, who are the absolute joy of my life. It's just gotta work like that. And I want my children to get their chance at this parenting lark... So I've gotta grow up and grow old. Thanks Sue. 

20's then. They were good. They were also a little bit hard. A little bit uncertain. As 20's are supposed to be. And as I've now had a last-night-of-my-20s-beer and still feeling philosophical here's what I'd take away from my 20's about being in my 20's...

1. Do what you want to do and generally you'll end up doing something you should do.

2. Everyone might get to different stuff at different times. DOn't worry about it. Keep doing what you want to do.

3. Keep making friends. Actively. After college/uni. All the time. Even outside of work. Don't ever think "right I've got my friends".

4. If you're thinking about getting married or having babies and you're thinking when you do it'll be the end of your life... It's not. Do it like it's the start of your life and it will be. 

4 will do. 4's a good number of "big" things to of learnt in a decade. Certain I'll unlearn them for periods to come.

Happy Birthday me! ;D




Friday, 25 July 2014

Nose in the Books...

Probably my favourite thing Euna does at the moment is "read books"... She plonks herself down and recites in her own gobbledegook language... Every ten seconds or so from the "oblidadada funner munner rahblah soololodeeee" pipes up a recognisable and topical word like "doggie" or "pooh bear".

Sweetie...




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Monday, 21 July 2014

Summer's Swinging...

Living a bit hard and fast here. It's a good hard and fast. Not overwhelming. Just quick paced, ticking through the days from meal times to nap times to fun times. Screeching in to the evening sticky with jam and sand summer-hands and with a general sweaty glaze all over... Grateful for a shower and a sit down. 

Summer in full swing. 

Euna has the paddling pool out everyday. Bow is fiiiiinally coming out of a desperately clingy phase and is happy to play on a blanket in the shade. The windows and doors are open permanently. We're spontaneously eating outside. And as one neighbour finishes their lawn I can hear another mower starting up. 

Here's a few randoms from our week enjoying the summer... I am absolutely loving the usability of my new zoom lens, it literally can not take a bad picture, total tog-porn <3... 












Wednesday, 16 July 2014

Back At Ya...

The other week Euna tried to get past me in our bathroom and demanded "MOVE MUMMY!" At first I started to tell her off that that's not the way you speak to Mummy... But the inflection of how she said it was so familiar I knew exactly where she'd got it from... ME! It's tempting to take an old-school line on it and think she's the child and I'm the adult so therefore she should do as I say not as I do... Just because it seems justified that I tell her to "MOVE!" when Bow's crying and dinner's about to burn and my brain's melting from her tired moaning. But to her that's no less urgent than her needing to rush past me to get her toy Tigger of for his nap in her big girl pram. So I think I'm just going to go ahead admit dropping a parenting ball here. That's not how I want her to speak to me because it's abrupt and kinda cold. So why am I talking to her like that? 

I shouldn't is the answer. 

Ergo I need to think about how I'm talking to her and when I do talk to her am I ok with her talking to back me like that? THAT is the question. 

So it's all about kind words, loving tones even when I need to be firm and trying my very very best not to vent frustration through how I talk to her... Even in my eyes. Let's face it, a "excuse me please darling, Mummy needs to come through" mean naff all if I team it with a "FFS-Euna-glare"...


And here's a fav from my working week...


Monday, 14 July 2014

Blessed is Our Bow Bow

So on Sarurday we gathered friends, family, cakes, champagne and some sentimental words to officially welcome our son to the world. No church involved but certainly a thank you to God. Our own brand of a blessing and a fantastic excuse for a new frock and a family photo!

And I thought I'd share the words we shared taken from a little game played at my baby shower... Our hopes for our Bowen... (AND CHECK THE CUTE HOT BALLOON THEME!!) 

I hope you learn to be yourself. I hope you learn to laugh. I hope you learn to love. I hope you learn that if you didn’t have downs you wouldn’t appreciate your ups. I hope you learn that you can never stop learning. I hope you learn tolerance. I hope you learn if you work hard you can achieve anything. I hope you learn it’s ok to be soft.

  
I hope you aren’t afraid of a challenge. I hope you aren’t afraid to try new things. I hope you aren’t afraid to take risks. I hope you aren’t afraid to show everyone who you are. I hope you aren’t afraid to ask us anything.

  
I hope you love good food and good wine. I hope you love the outdoors. I hope you love and allow yourself to be loved. I hope you love life. I hope you love your family. I hope you love to laugh and be mischievous with your sister. I hope you love what you do.

  
I hope you get a long, happy, healthy and wonderful life. I hope you get to see the world and learn how special home is. I hope you get someone wonderful to share it all with.


I hope you never forget the closest and bestest friend you will ever have is your sister. I hope you never forget to look after the people you care about. I hope you never forget how loved you are. I hope you never forget that you are incredibly special. I hope you never forget the times we share. I hope you never forget you are exactly who you are supposed to be.


I hope you ignore negativity. I hope you ignore the people in this life who want to take from you without giving back. I hope you ignore the rules, just sometimes. I hope you ignore ignorance. I hope you ignore the superficial.


I hope you become the best you you can be. I hope you become happy, peaceful and successful. I hope you become strong willed.


I hope you respect yourself, your Mum and Dad and those around you.

  
I hope you grow up full of smiles. I hope you grow up having experienced all that life has to offer. I hope you grow in heart and mind. I hope you grow in to a confident person. I hope you grow old.


 To Bowen...


(Rather hard to show the party in full swing on account of not wanting to have the awkward conversation "do you mind if I put you on my blog..." but here's a few of the stragglers at the end...)






Black and white... Because it's arty and atmospheric... Not because my make-up has slid down my face... Honest. ;)



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