Back at the beginning of 2015, the amazing bloggers over at A Beautiful Mess launched an e-course titled “Capture Real Life in 52 Weeks”. For my birthday that year, I was gifted a subscription to the class. It has been approximately 109 weeks, and I’ve never really gotten past the first couple of lessons. Whomp. So… I’m starting again, and I’ve decided to blog my progress each week in order to help keep myself accountable.
(Incidentally, that class is no longer available, but they’ve got an e-course called “Everyday Photography” which looks pretty similar.)
I have always loved photography as an art form, ever since seeing a black and white portrait exhibit at a museum in Chicago when I was a young teenager. Since smartphone cameras have become much more advanced in the recent years, I’ve tried to use photography, not just for snapshots, but for personal artistic expression. And, more recently, to document the lives of my children. I have a pretty nice DSLR camera now, too, so I’m working on my technique as well as trying to find my own personal style.
So, back to this e-course. The prompt for the first week is “Good Morning, Good Night”. It didn’t really require stepping out of my comfort zone because sleeping babies, and little kids in general, are cute and relatively easy subjects to photograph. Taking indoor photos early in the morning and late at night, though, when natural light is low, made it somewhat technically challenging. As a result, my photos turned out a bit grainy, but for the most part I don’t mind– it just gives them character.
When William was a baby, he was a terrible sleeper. In fact, he didn’t start sleeping through the night on a consistent basis until after he had turned two. In order to maintain my sanity and get the most sleep possible at night, I co-slept with him for most of his first year and a half. Nights could be super rough, but waking up next to this sweet sleeping face was one of the best parts of my day.
Now William often comes into my bed– the queen-sized bed I share with my husband that isn’t really big enough for a third person– and snuggles up next to me at night. On the particular morning that I took this photo, Garrett had left early for work and William came in after he had already left so there was plenty of room for both of us. What made it even sweeter was the fact that he brought his own pillow with the Ninja Turtle pillow case that his grandma had made for him.
Even now, some nights are rough, but seeing his adorable sleeping face when I wake up is always a welcome sight.
Winter, on the other hand, wakes up trapped in a crib. Because of the co-sleeping situation with William, he never had a crib– just a mattress on the floor. When Winter was born, I thought I’d do the same type of co-sleeping arrangement with her as well, but just a few months in, we realized that she did much better on her own with walls around her. So we fixed up Garrett’s old crib so that it more or less conformed with modern safety standards, and put Winter in that.
When I hear that she’s awake in the morning and go into her room, the first thing she does is either hand me her bottle or point to where she’s thrown it on the floor. I guess it’s her way of saying it’s time for breakfast.
After that, she’ll jump around in the crib, point to various things around the room, and look out the window when I open the blinds. She’s usually pretty eager to be released from her confinement, though.
William wants breakfast immediately after he wakes up, but I always try to slow things down and get some cuddles out of the kids before heading downstairs to the kitchen.
I thought this would be a good opportunity to get myself in front of the camera too, since I’m obviously a major part of my mornings!
The picture of me with Winter turned out blurry, but it’s still one of my favorites. Despite the lack of focus, her eyes are still perfectly bright!
And finally, who doesn’t love a good outtake?!
That last pic pretty much sums up our natural state. A picture is worth a thousand words! haha
Taking photos of our nighttime routine was considerably more challenging because, well, it was dark. Plus bedtime is always a bit crazy with a couple of toddlers.
After the bedtime storm is over, though, I like to go in and check on them one last time before I go to bed. Often this means fixing Winter’s blankets, since she has an odd habit of pulling them all over her head when she’s sleeping, leaving the rest of her body uncovered.
Not to mention seeing those sweet sleeping faces is a good reminder of what is often so hard to remember during the tantrums and screaming– that my kids are the greatest blessing I’ve ever been given, and I love them so much it hurts.