I have been going thru all my old photos from back in the day, it has sprung up some pretty sweet memories and some embarrassing edits to say the least. It's always good to look back and see where you were and how everyone looked. 'The good ole' days' seem to be piling up in my hard drive very quickly and quietly. I want to post old pictures, and give them more of a life, you know- instead of being filed in digi-land standing like little soldiers waited to be called on. :) Here's the first of many. I might make this a regular thing. You just never know.
Look at this sweet baby, her name is Saydee. I was privileged to shoot her a couple years (?) ago, and looking forward to shooting her again, very soon. Babies just grow way too fast!!
Cue the banjo. I am so ready to be back on my farm for a bit. December can't come soon enough.
And because I just have to, here's the first verse and Chorus of My Old Kentucky Home & some pics from last summer on the farm.
The sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home Tis summer, the darkies are gay The corn top's ripe and the meadow's in bloom While the birds make music all the day The young folks roll on the little cabin floor All merry, all happy and bright By 'n by hard times come a-knocking at the door Then my old Kentucky home good night Weep no more, my lady Oh, weep no more, today We will sing one song for the old Kentucky home For the old Kentucky home far away.
My cousin Alex riding Papaw's Tractor on the farm.
My Brother & Niece + A view of the Farm.
The back barn. I can still see Papaw piddling around...
My Niece and I last summer. I'm always behind the camera, not often in front of it.
So I made my brother take one of me that day. All natural, down on the farm. Like a kid again.
Ya know, I'm just not one of those lucky gals who find amazing deals when shopping. I'm usually the type that ends up forking over full price moolah for something, then awe in wonderment to the others who seem to be shopping on a different planet than I. But, I got lucky and found one recently. Like really lucky. But it took a ad in the paper for it to dawn on me. The library here in Gillette, WY was selling tons of books for like fifty cents. Jackpot! I scurried on over there with my little Nora and we picked out some books to purchase. She ended up with a "Babies first words" type book, I bought a few Photojournalism books for Dustin and I, then I found one that really struck a chord, "The mask of Motherhood, How Becoming a Mother Changes Everything, and Why We Pretend It Doesn't" by Susan Maushart. Regretfully, that sucker has been collecting dust for about 2 months on the bookshelf. Until I remembered I had it one day when ranting that I have nothing to read. It was like finding the steal all over again. :)
So I've been reading the book. I'm halfway thru it, and I like it. I really like it. It is full of factual info/data on motherhood, pregnancy, etc. It's like the book for the mom, not the baby. It's real, slightly depressing, and sometimes a bit witty. Lots of info on studies conducted of the psychology/sociology/physiology/you-name-it of becoming a new mother. I would definitely recommend this book to any mom, esp new mom out there. Check it out here.
Since becoming a Mother, I have had to shed my old skin, and came into a new. I am a different person. It does change you. It did me. Sometimes it's a sad, to think of my old self, my goals and aspirations. What I used to want for myself. That old Emily. But now it's assuring. I feel more confident, and more peaceful. It's like what you want changes. Your outlook on life is completely shifted and nothing anyone tells you prepares you for how huge it is. How big of a difference. It's unrealistic to portray a 'perfect mother' image, and it puts a lot of pressure on other mother's. If we would just nod and say the truth, that it's amazing and hard, and sometimes we really have no clue how we did it, or how we feel asleep nursing the baby at 3am in the glider and woke up 30 min later...yeah, that happens. Babies teach mothers. Just as much as we teach babies. And I'm certain that this is just the tip of the iceberg for me. I am so happy to be blessed with this journey, and the true test of my womanhood. I will fail at times, but that's what makes it real. I love my new life. I have to. :)
What else is there? This is all I need. She is my constant, in a life so ever-changing, we will always have each other. Kisses to my Nora.
If I could live in a moment of time forever, it would be *ahem, let me set the scene for you: rolling green hills, sweet forest filled with honeysuckle, clothes on the line, babies running wild, barefoot and long dress, 70 degrees with nice breeze, folk/bluegrass band serenading me as I do nothing but watch the birds sing. --One day :)