Sunday, January 18, 2009
With the birth of my beautiful little girl, Amalia, comes the desire to document and celebrate this amazing journey.
Her's and mine.
This child is such a gift.
I had come to slowly realize that with each passing year (and each failed relationship) my chances of being a wife and mother were fading away.
Much like a Sex in the City episode - I was finding myself questioning what I really wanted from my "Fabulous Life" and how the heck was I going to find Mr. Right.
I was over 35 and still searching.
Typical advice had always been to "stop looking and He will find you" (insert a rolling of the eyes here) but who could trust that?
How do you "let go and let God?"
As Fate would have it, the moment I had finally let go...and I mean really truly let go - in HE walked.
Well, more like came to give me a quote on my home renovation.
I fell in love with Gordon, the contractor.
In fact, that is how he is in my cellphone.
Gordon, the Contractor.
I've never bothered to change it - it makes me smile far too much to be amended.
Fast forward a year and imagine our surprise and delight at finding ourselves pregnant.
I am thankful for every day and every moment with my wonderful man, my Contractor, and our sweet little girl.
My little family.
Tho some days are more challenging than others, I would not trade it in for my old footloose and fancy-free single life.
As I write this, Amalia is tolerating (barely) being put in her bouncy chair.
I had hoped that the ability to sit on her own with toys that don't automatically drop out of her wee hands - would please her.
I am wrong.
At five months of age, she is only interested in my toys - cellphone, computer keyboard, car keys.
Sitting in my lap, her preferred throne.
Gordon, the Contractor, game me a beautiful camera for my birthday.
It is the best gift ever.
I am so obsessed with documenting everything. Photographing the everyday - the glorious wonderful magic of the everyday.
The story of my little family.
I have this need to stop and NOTICE everything.
I try to capture the small details, the nuances.
I know that these little moments will be the most important to me.
Her's and mine.
This child is such a gift.
I had come to slowly realize that with each passing year (and each failed relationship) my chances of being a wife and mother were fading away.
Much like a Sex in the City episode - I was finding myself questioning what I really wanted from my "Fabulous Life" and how the heck was I going to find Mr. Right.
I was over 35 and still searching.
Typical advice had always been to "stop looking and He will find you" (insert a rolling of the eyes here) but who could trust that?
How do you "let go and let God?"
As Fate would have it, the moment I had finally let go...and I mean really truly let go - in HE walked.
Well, more like came to give me a quote on my home renovation.
I fell in love with Gordon, the contractor.
In fact, that is how he is in my cellphone.
Gordon, the Contractor.
I've never bothered to change it - it makes me smile far too much to be amended.
Fast forward a year and imagine our surprise and delight at finding ourselves pregnant.
I am thankful for every day and every moment with my wonderful man, my Contractor, and our sweet little girl.
My little family.
Tho some days are more challenging than others, I would not trade it in for my old footloose and fancy-free single life.
As I write this, Amalia is tolerating (barely) being put in her bouncy chair.
I had hoped that the ability to sit on her own with toys that don't automatically drop out of her wee hands - would please her.
I am wrong.
At five months of age, she is only interested in my toys - cellphone, computer keyboard, car keys.
Sitting in my lap, her preferred throne.
Gordon, the Contractor, game me a beautiful camera for my birthday.
It is the best gift ever.
I am so obsessed with documenting everything. Photographing the everyday - the glorious wonderful magic of the everyday.
The story of my little family.
I have this need to stop and NOTICE everything.
I try to capture the small details, the nuances.
I know that these little moments will be the most important to me.
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