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a normal day

On October 18th, my daughter was born and I became the mother of three children. Hundreds of miles away, on the same day, another baby girl was born and another woman added the third child to her family. We were complete strangers at that time, but our love of photography and family brought us together. We started to have a conversation about motherhood with images, because we tell stories with our cameras. Since some tales are so similar, and some are not, we decided to collaborate and share a photo a week from a normal day as a mother to three.

“Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in the pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return.”         – Mary Jean Irion

last night the older three went to have sleepovers with their grandparents.  you were my one and only.  i am trying to remember if this was our one and only night without them.  i guess there were those days in the hospital seven months ago.  those days that now feel like a lifetime ago.  i didn’t particularly enjoy those days as much as i enjoyed last night.  we didn’t do much with our alone time.  just slept and slept and slept a little more.  pretty perfect really. 

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I ride the pendulum of you every day. From one moment to the next and back again, I feel it all. You are perfect. This is a disaster. Where did you go? I don’t know how to do this. I want you to have everything, like everyone else. You will. You won’t. Are you happy? Am I? And finally, always, how could life be any better? This is exactly how it should be. And so, it is. I step off the ride for a bit. I become grounded. This is where the love grows best, naturally. When I am grounded, my roots take hold. I look at you. I see you.

photo by Olivia Gatti     website Facebook

a normal day

On October 18th, my daughter was born and I became the mother of three children. Hundreds of miles away, on the same day, another baby girl was born and another woman added the third child to her family. We were complete strangers at that time, but our love of photography and family brought us together. We started to have a conversation about motherhood with images, because we tell stories with our cameras. Since some tales are so similar, and some are not, we decided to collaborate and share a photo a week from a normal day as a mother to three.

“Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in the pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return.”         – Mary Jean Irion

lately you have been spending more time in the bathroom.  you go in to brush your teeth and i later come to check on you.  there you are still gripping the toothbrush in your hand, the toothpaste still on it, and the water running.  your eyes are fixed on the mirror in front of you.  it is like you are in a trance.  you say to me, “mama, i don’t feel the same anymore.  mama, i don’t look the same anymore.”  i reassure you that this is a normal part of growing up and the same thing happens to me.  i tell you not to worry.  i tell you that you will always be you and i will always be me.  the days just add more layers to us.  i get to know each of your layers.  and with time you will know mine. i tell you not to worry.  yet, i find myself questioning my own advice.  i see you lost in your thoughts and i worry because i know that sometimes these layers hide us from those we love.  now i tell myself not to worry.  i will dig as deep as i have to.  i will always find you.

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More than anything, you want to be an aerialist. You ask me constantly to get you classes. I think, as a parent, I’m scared I’m missing a chance to give you the start to finding your special gift. This isn’t like soccer or swimming or field hockey or girl scouts, where your interest waned. I see how much you need this, in almost everything you do and every way you move. I need to find you some classes. This year, I promise I’ll find you your outlet.

photo by Olivia Gatti     website Facebook

a normal day

On October 18th, my daughter was born and I became the mother of three children. Hundreds of miles away, on the same day, another baby girl was born and another woman added the third child to her family. We were complete strangers at that time, but our love of photography and family brought us together. We started to have a conversation about motherhood with images, because we tell stories with our cameras. Since some tales are so similar, and some are not, we decided to collaborate and share a photo a week from a normal day as a mother to three.

“Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in the pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return.”         – Mary Jean Irion

it is difficult to pinpoint exactly what i love most about this time with little ones.  but if i had to pick one thing, i would say, “wonder”.  how can i not love the endless wonder?

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Watching you, watching her, check her birthday texts.

photo by Olivia Gatti     website Facebook

snippets from “the sharing years” {everything is fine}

snippets from “the sharing years” {everything is fine}

“i don’t have to share anything with you that is mine!!”

“yes you do!”

“no i don’t!!”

“fine i am not sharing a room with you!”

“fine i am not sharing my underwear with you!!”

“fine!”

“fine!”