I was really excited when Luschka of Diary of a First Child threw out the idea of a 365 day photo project, a project she has dubbed Mamatography. The idea is to take a photo every single day, and post the week’s best, or most representative shots on a chosen day. Like many of my grand ideas and lofty goals, I forgot about this one almost as quickly as I started it, and therefore decided to abandon it entirely. I am such an all-or-nothing person sometimes, and consider myself a failure at things all too quickly. But this is a new year, and it’s a year when I’d like to give myself permission to do as much or as little of things as feels right to me. It doesn’t need to be all or nothing. So, I have decided to participate anyway. Will I miss more days in the future? Probably, but that’s okay with me. I’ll do what I remember and enjoy myself along the way. Since Wednesdays are dedicated to updates on Annabelle and our family, I could think of no more appropriate day to post my photos from the week, so this post will include the shots I actually remembered to take, and I’ll post up to seven new photos for each edition of What’s New, Babe? from here on out. Continue reading
I wrote last week about how, thanks to my pregnancy affirmations, Annabelle talks about our, “new baby, unique unto itself” or rather our, “new baby ‘nique self.” This week, I have really been struck by how much Annabelle has come into her own unique self. The idea of nine months in and nine months out really rang true in our case as, despite Annabelle’s eagerness to explore from a very early age, she maintained a strong need to be near me most of the time. Suddenly, she is showing her ability to pass many happy hours without me.
Many weekends, I take a morning to work in the library or my favorite coffee shop while the daddy takes Annabelle to the park or the aquarium, or just hangs around with her at home. I used to hate leaving. He would stand at the door waving goodbye, with her in his arms, face all wrinkled, crying and reaching in my general direction as I drove away. Sometimes I would get the call, “Are you almost done? She’s been asking for you.” She has always loved her daddy, but having me around as well was important. As for leaving her with someone other than the daddy, that was always a rarity. Continue reading