the first birth

When I say “first birth” I mean excluding mine. This morning, I had Plans. With a capital P. My birth-photographer-turned-friend-turned-photography-mentor Sarah had a mama scheduled for a c-section, providing the baby remained breech, and I was invited. I wouldn’t get to see the actual birth, of course—Sarah had never even been in this hospital’s OR. […]

current mood: “let’s make some poor choices”

Welp, here we are again, out of words. I could just run the bookshelf/internet prank post again, but I feel like that’s even more cheating than last time. The fact is, I want to paint my kitchen cabinets. I mean, my kitchen is gorgeous , obvs, and I don’t know why I want to change […]

five for friday, volume 4

Volume four? Weird. Okay, whatever. This week has been reentry, which has gone relatively well with the kiddos. But I’m still sick and our schedule is bananas this week (more than most, I’m pretty sure) and it’s hard going from “maybe one scheduled commitment per day” to “your whole day is spoken for except for […]