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My Week(315) in iPhone Photos

Saturday, November 19th, 2016

This was The Bad Week. I’m going to do the most recent week’s post tomorrow so I bump it down the page quickly. I still don’t want to talk about it.

Sunday:

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Mini sessions day 2

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Photographer life means ALL the throw blankets

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I have the best clients. This had Boston cream in it.

Monday:

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He was so excited about the fake oranges he needed real oranges

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These are not outside shoes

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Hates everything

Tuesday:

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Nope, don’t want to talk about it

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They’re having fun, I promise

Wednesday:

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He’s OBSESSED

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I “found” Everest, if by “found” you mean spent a crazy amount to replace the lost one

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His hair makes me happy

Thursday:

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D0N’T JUDGE ME I CAN BUY CHRISTMAS STUFF

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More appropriate bus stop shoes

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Her response to “Can I take a picture?”

Friday:

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Kid Chess has very different rules than real chess

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Always so judgy

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A bin of baby clothes I haven’t seen in 6 years

Saturday:

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Another gorgeous day at the seaport

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Outdoor nursing in November

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Very focused on stacking

I need at least 3 more weeks of outdoors weather before I’m fully ready to commit to my winter hibernation. Or at a minimum, it needs to not be frigid until after we get the Christmas tree and the lights up. IT’S SOON. SOOOOOOOON.

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Monday, October 19th, 2015

I read a thing the other day that said October is for photographer what April is for accountants. It’s absolutely true. I love being busy but this time of year Ginger Snaps sort of takes over my life and I’m working constantly to keep on top of my editing. What I’m saying is, this post (and probably every other post until Christmas) is late.

Sunday:

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They could do this for hours

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Church fashion (and cookies)

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Caroline’s scarecrow is named Olivia and is truly terrifying

Monday:

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I am unable to do anything but sing Home on the Range when I see these photos

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Linc has already perfected his photobomb skills

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They did this for a good 10 minutes straight

Tuesday:

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Rainbow – and a super high tide – at Bluff Point

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No nap grumpy pants has to come to the bus stop

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THERE’S the nap. At 5 pm.

Wednesday:

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Shopping for tunic tops to match my crazy leggings

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Swinging

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Great sunset! Too bad it happened 10 minutes into soccer practice.

Thursday:

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Elf baby

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Post swim fashion choices

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He is convinced this is his new chair

Friday:

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We’re about 2 weeks away from pitch-black morning bus stop

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Both of these toddlers were pretty pleased with themselves

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That corner of his blanket is SO GROSS

Saturday:

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I can’t remember the last time I was actually outside and happy to see sunrise

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Dadding like a boss

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The most amusing part of our casino date night was this glitter alllllllll over the floor of the women’s room

I have like a billion phone photos I didn’t post this week, just because no one needs to see EVERY kind of beer I drank at Oktoberfest or ALL the corn maze selfies. But if you like these posts and don’t follow me on Instagram, you should do that. I try not to repeat stuff, so my feed over there is generally better than these.

Now I’m going to try to edit three photo sessions AND clean my house while Linc hangs on my knees and begs me to help him put a hat on so he can rip it off over and over and over. I’m optimistic.

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Sunday, October 11th, 2015

Once again, I love fall. I also love staying home and not doing things for several hours a day while the big kids are at school. It’s a good balance.

Sunday:

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Pirates at the cider mill

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Pirates at the paddleboard rental place

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Tiny pirate at the ice cream stand sandbox

Monday:

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I suspect the farmer actually paints these himself

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Linc is very helpful while I’m editing #not

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Wait. No. Stop. Come back.

Tuesday:

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Applauding for The Price is Right because he’s a GOOD BABY

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This corner of my house = a snapshot of our life

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Yo ho ho and a bottle of milk

Wednesday:

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Shopping cuddles

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Brutus likes the new rug

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This is not what I mean by babycakes, babycakes.

Thursday:

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Wait for new IDs is way more relaxing when someone else can walk the baby up and down the halls

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My bloggy thing at Boscovs was fun and delicious

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Linc loves headbands

Friday:

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Yay SPORTS

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Fridays, man.

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FRIDAYS, MAN.

Saturday:

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Peewee soccer is adorable

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My assistants waving goodbye to a mini session

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Saturday mini session success, even with a nursing break in the middle.

So E was gone on an underway this month that ended up being twice as long as it should have been because of the hurricane. To apologize for the unnecessary sea time, work gave him a few days off, which means not only has he been home to help/enjoy all weekend, he gets Monday off too! That means a whole extra day of FALL FUN to do FALL FUN THINGS.

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Sunday, August 9th, 2015

Vacation is over as of bedtime tonight, so back to regular life we go. But if ever my children say we never did anything fun with them, I have tons of photographic proof their childhoods were MAGICAL.

Sunday:

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Linc felt he needed a snack JUST as the tide started coming in.

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Boogie boarding

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The Russian judge only gave them a 8.7

Monday:

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It’s Pims O’Clock – time for Pims Cups and cards

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He likes the beach house

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I love the beach house

Tuesday:

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Good bye bunk room

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Good bye pluff mud

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HELLO LAKE HOUSE

Wednesday:

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Topless at Walmart, because we’re super classy

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Drinking and boating (when you’re 4.5)

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Drinking and boating (when you’re 1)

Thursday:

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Water fun

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Bucket head

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Poor baby has no idea he isn’t a big kid who can kayak

Friday:

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Linc loves the ugly couch

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On your anniversary you don’t have to split a dessert

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Happy 11 years to us

Saturday:

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How many guys does it take to deflate an air mattress?

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It’s a good thing he was wrapped or he would have climbed right onto that horse

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Evening cruising and tubing and water skiing and kneeboarding

Want to hear something crazy? Even though we’ve been on vacation almost 2 weeks when we get home we get to have a staycation for a few days. We plan to alternate between doing all the things and doing nothing (preferably at the lake) so we can enjoy the last days of summer before school starts. I’m not ready for school. This year I have two lunches to pack every day and there is nothing I hate more than packing lunches.

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Weaned

Thursday, March 8th, 2012

So Caroline is officially weaned as of March 1st  (14 months, 12 days of breastfeeding). She was probably ready to be done a few days earlier but I kept saying “Oh, just one more time!” and drawing it out. I am both ECSTATIC and TERRIBLY SAD at the same time. One second I am doing a jig because I am freeeeeeeeeeee and the next I am wiping away tears because mah baybeeeeeeee doesn’t neeeeeeeed meeeeeeeee. As if all the hormonal stuff wasn’t enough on its own, the mood swings are turning me into a total wreck.

In the end, what worked best for us was cutting out one feeding at a time every few days. First I dropped her post-nap nursing session, then the one before lunch, then first thing in the morning, then the one before nap, and lastly the one before bed. She had been occasionally sleeping through the night, so we just sort of phased out the 2 am feeding as we went. E went in to comfort her a couple times but even when I was doing it she wasn’t nursing for more than 30 seconds so obviously she was just ready. I was worried she wasn’t drinking a ton of milk from her sippy but she does drink lots of water and she still eats like a horse, so I doubt she’s going to end up dehydrated or malnourished. The whole process took about 2 months and my supply regulated itself easily as I decreased the feedings. The weaning wasn’t child-led, but it was gentle and mostly tear-free. I’m happy. And sad. SO CONFLICTED.

One of the things I was most worried about is that we were going to lose all of our cuddle time, since she’s such a very busy and independent toddler. But she’s replaced nursing with being a little clingier – more hugs, wanting to be held, sitting in my lap – which I am HAPPY to oblige. It’s nice to get affection from her that isn’t boob-related. Having someone try to rip off your shirt every time they see you is only flattering for so long, you know?

The end of nursing also meant the end of my extra Weight Watchers points and for a couple days I was a little panicked. I needed those points or I’d be starving all day. But then I remembered, oh yeah, the breastfeeding is what makes me so hungry – SO HUNGRY – and now that I’m not making milk anymore I don’t need to eat like a horse. I’ve also dropped several pounds wicked fast in the last week, something my lactation consultant had mentioned ages ago. My body was holding onto extra fat as a back-up in case my caveman food source ran out and I had to keep my young alive through a starvation period. It’s good for the survival of the human race (I GUESS) but sucks when I was trying to “get my body back” and my body refused to cooperate. But now it’s all “Whatevs, your young can totally fend for herself! Look at her, shoving her face full of a pound of grapes and cheese a day! Go ahead and starve, Mom!”

If breastfeeding wasn’t an all or nothing situation with her (it was with Evan too), I think I wouldn’t have been so ready to wean. Her refusal to take a bottle or a cup was SO FRUSTRATING. I felt like I was trapped. I worried constantly about how she would deal if something happened to me. Would she starve? Would she be traumatized for life? I don’t want to sound over-dramatic but having someone THAT dependent on me often felt like more than I was prepared for. I think part of my problem with anxiety came from the pressure I put on myself to breastfeed – but I ALSO put a lot of pressure on myself to wean before vacation. It was all I thought about. It’s sort of crazy how even though I think of myself as being super laid back and low stress when it comes to parenting – and in a lot of ways I am! Eat food off the floor! Rub your face on the dog! – this is such a stressful topic for me. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE breastfeeding and will absolutely breastfeed my next kid and wouldn’t take back the almost 30 combined months of nursing between Evan and Caroline. But I’m not going to let myself be the only food source a baby will accept again. My mental health suffers too much.

P.S. Caroline VERY CLEARLY asked for nursies on Tuesday around dinner time, so I caved and let her latch for a few minutes. I don’t know if she got anything but she remembered how to do it. I’m not going to pump while I’m gone but if she wants to go back to nursing once a day when I get back I’d be fine with that. Probably.

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