Monthly Archives: November 2013

When I set out to write this blog, I told myself it would be all about photography;  but then I became a mom!  And anyone that is a mom you are laughing at me right now when I say that when we first had Linc I thought I was totally going to be able to keep these parts of my life separate!

That separation… it doesn’t exist!  It just doesn’t, at least not for me! Linc is mixed in with every aspect of my life, and that is still taking me some time to get used to!

Anyway, my Linc and Wink post this morning is all about Linc and some about Wink (thank goodness for that stuffed little buddy right now, I don’t know what we would do without him) and it’s not at all about photography really!

I have a degree in Child Life, which is a really specialized degree that focuses on the development and well being of children who are hospitalized or in medical care.  At least that’s the short version that I would tell someone if we were riding an elevator.  If you have some time, look the degree up because it’s really cool!  I worked at the hospital on a number of different units preparing children for medical procedures, providing therapeutic play and distraction and also teaching them about different diagnosis and basically all things hospital.  There were amazing parts of that job!  It was incredibly fun and rewarding and it taught me so much about life and how I want to live my own life and how I wanted to live my life with my own children.  BUT there were also some pretty big down falls to that job as well… it was sad sometimes and the work (some of it) was really hard.  (All that is for another time)

One of the questions that I would get asked most by the parents of my patients time and time and time again was “Do you have children?”.  I would always get asked during those difficult times… when I was helping with difficult procedures, or helping a patient process a particular stressful event.  And the only response that I was able to give at the time because I didn’t have children was that no I did not, but that I did have a strong educational background and many years experience in doing what I’m doing right now!”

I always felt like that answer was a satisfying answer.  It might not be the answer a parent wanted to hear exactly, but I felt that it was the best answer that I could give.

NOW… my skin crawls a little at the answer!

There is such a HUGE difference between having a background in education/child development/child life be whatever you may have a background in… and actually having a child or being a parent! HUGE!

And the difference lies in the small matter of knowing and understanding what is supposed to be done and needs to be done and then actually doing it!  And that extends to just about everything across the board!

We are struggling big time over here with some massive separation anxiety!  Linc’s always gone through short bursts of separation anxiety, but this burst completely takes the cake!

know all the techniques and what I need to do as a parent to help him get through.  I play all the separation games.  I sit on the floor with our little people farm house and the farmer goes away for a little bit but he always comes back!  We play lots of little separation games like this!  I take him to the gym… and he cries like nothing else as soon as we pull into the parking lot.  We aren’t even in the building yet!

He cries when I leave for photo shoots, even though he is home with Daddy.  He cries when I go to the bathroom with his little adorable pudgy fingers wiggling under the door!

I know I’m supposed to keep going places and showing him that mommy will come back.  BUT I CAN’T!  I completely stopped going to the gym and I felt awful at church last week when he screamed the second our fingers tips were out of reach!

And this all brings me right back to my days at the hospital when those parents used to ask me… do you have kids?  And now I get it!

I want to kick myself for giving the only answer that I could give at that time.

Those parents knew.  They knew one day I would get it.  I would feel and live where they were living and feeling!

So Today, I’m asking all my parent friends… how do you do it?!  Tell me I’m not alone in the “I have a degree in this but it’s so hard to actually do the things I know I should do with my own kid!” boat!

Sometimes it’s kind of nice… like when he decides he’d rather snuggle than play at the Green Bean!  Sometimes it’s kind of funny… like when he puts his hands under the door!

But someone who does have kids must have been through this before… any suggestions?!

I know we will eventually get the hang of it.  And hey maybe this is just another short burst!  But in the meantime I’m learning to appreciate my background and the tools I’ve been taught.  I’m also learning to appreciate the complete crazy wonder that children are and how I just have to learn to go with the flow, throw the tools out the window and just let in the madness!

 

 

  • November 13, 2013 - 8:52 pm

    Melia - I think you have to truly ask yourself if there is a little part of you that loves that he needs you. I think kids are intuitive and can sense more than we realize. If you are confident when you leave him an you truly want him to not need you when you leave then he in turn will be confident. If you have any hesitation or worry or if you secretly enjoy that he doesn’t want you to go then he will continue to give you the behavior you secretly want. My 2 cents 😉

    By the way miss seeing you at the hospital. However, looks like photography is your gift too. Great pics!ReplyCancel

  • November 13, 2013 - 11:32 pm

    Lisa Terry - I love love love this post. A lot of therapists at my work get asked that too. Sometimes I think as long as you love your child and doing things in their best interest than there is nothing wrong to catering to them. They are only little for so long and you will never get that time back once they are completely independent of you. I still tell families to work on things but I know how hard and crazy things get so I’m more understanding too. You’re a great mom 🙂 I tell my husband all the time. I know it’s difficult at times but we will have more years with the kids out of the house and we will never get this time back.ReplyCancel

  • November 14, 2013 - 4:24 am

    Ashley S. - It is just as phase … but I don’t know how to tell you to get out of the phase, except keep coming back and showing him you love him!! As far as “here is my life skill” application to parenting, man oh man, its tough. With a teaching background, I should be able to teach A, right? I should desire to teach him. But sometimes he just wants to play and I want to play and another day goes by … but I have learned that learning {for the 2 of us} happens organically rather than structured like I would do in a classroom. Ultimately, we are called to love these little guys… and love them as well as we can. In this moment. In this season.ReplyCancel

I met Brooke my first week working at the Children’s Hospital!  I think it’s fair to say she was probably one of my first friends which was amazing because she was also one of the first and only other Brooke’s I had ever met!  What made it even more amazing and confusing for other’s is that she was also a Brooke M. and we had similar hand writing… so of course we had to become great friends!

Brooke helped me find my own at that hospital.  She helped me gain confidence stating my opinion with some of the more serious doctors.  She helped me find my first apartment (which happened to be down the street from her house!)  She helped me learn to cook (sorry Brooke but I still can’t bake).  She helped me realize a love for Cadburry eggs I never knew I was missing all these years.  And she stood by me on the day of my wedding, helped me get into my dress and danced with me as I married the man of my dreams!

Over the years I helped her with a few things as well but it wasn’t until this session this past Friday night that I really felt like I was able to give her something unique!  Brooke has been through the ringer the past 3 years and while I won’t go into detail, it’s been a whirl wind of years that could turn a person into a stranger.  But not for Brooke.  She’s taken these 3 years and instead used them as an opportunity for soul searching, growth and finding Brad.

They met in middle school.  YES middle school, and re-connected this past year!  They started chatting and I’m sure joking around with one another (because all they do is joke and laugh and play). As the story goes, one thing led to another and Brad finally asked Brooke out after all these years!

Brad makes Brooke smile like I have never seen in all our years of friendship!  It truly warms my heart and my soul.  I got in my car on Friday night after our session and my eyes were welling with the happiest of tears for my dear friend.  After all these years she has finally found someone who completely lifts her up spirit and soul!

I felt so blessed to be able to meet Brad, and to be able to capture some of their fun and playfulness on camera for them to have and keep!  It was finally something I could do for Brooke that was unique and special.  Something I could do for her after all she has done for me.

Brooke:  I am so happy for the two of you!

Their session was in honor of a big celebration in Brooke’s life and it was indeed a feeling of relief and celebration!

Check out how much fun these two had!  Its’ like they had a secret, and no doubt I’m sure they did that night!

  • November 12, 2013 - 3:14 pm

    Brooke - We are truly blessed to have you capture it!! Thank you for sharing your gift with us!! Who knew it would take the man 25 years to ask me out!! Thank you for being a true and dear friend and standing by me through my dark years!!ReplyCancel

How did you get into photography?

I get asked this question a lot by my clients!

These days everyone loves photography!  It’s so versatile and there’s a camera and editing software out there made to fit everyone’s needs; which is amazing because it’s the best way to share our lives with each other!

But my story… how I came to be a photographer,  is quite different… a bit odd in fact.  And while I could just say “I’ve had a camera in my hand since I was little”  (which is half true) that’s not the way I came to even entertain the idea of photography as a profession.

My parents were both photographers, or at least they were in the business so to speak.  That’s important because they introduced me to a world that was more than just pick up and click.  But they are’t how I got started.  They are how I came to appreciate art and the love of photography and graphic design.  But became a photographer or artist?  NO WAY… I was not artistic in any way.  I wanted to work with children, and I did for 6 years at the local children’s hospital.

In 2004 I had a routine shoulder surgery that went a bit “off” to say the least!  That’s a long story and one for a much later time but because of that one surgery and a few other things in the following years, I needed to have my entire shoulder replaced.

This story starting to sound a bit odd yet?!  Are you wondering where in the world photography is coming to tie in?

In 2007 , I went in and had the socket part of my shoulder replaced with titanium.  The recovery process was extremely long and extremely hard.  I had minimal use of my right arm as I was recovering and had to learn how to do things all over again.  It wasn’t quite as hard as the initial surgery, but the rehab was grueling and painful.

This is where my parents come in!  They saw the struggle I was having trying to keep up the PT exercises at home after a painful 2-3 hours of PT 3 times a week.  My mom especially worried as most moms do.  So they came up with a pretty creative plan!

I got in the car one afternoon after a particularly painful PT session and I was in tears.  It was too hard and I thought I would never get the strength or range of motion back.  I was feeling defeated and scared.

My mom sat there and listened to me whine a bit and then pointed to the surprise she had for me in the back of the car… a Nikon D40 with lenses and a pretty cool camera bag.

My parents were pretty smart.  They knew I loved pictures and they knew that “real” camera bodies are pretty heavy, so they thought this might be a fun way for me to start working out my shoulder when I was hanging out around the house.

And it worked!

I was so excited about the new “real” camera that I began taking pictures of just about everything.  I spent hours outdoors taking pictures of bugs and flowers and landscapes.  I took pictures of our family pets and the brownies that my mom would make me (almost every day!)  And then when I eventually went back to work at the hospital, I started taking some pictures for projects in our department.

I researched and learned about editing software while my parents helped me navigate the settings on the camera itself.  I would read about the camera while I was waiting for PT and I would watch videos late at night.

I never thought that it would take me as far as it has taken me now.  At that moment, it was just fun, and it was a way for me to see the world in a different way.  It helped me gain strength in my shoulder and motivated me to think that there was no limitations despite the bionic arm!  I had no intention of going anywhere except out the front door to take a few pictures of family and friends for my own scrap booking.

In September of that year I had a friend who was getting married.   She was looking for a few images to help her create her save the dates and also to post their engagement on FB.  We decided that since I had a pretty nice camera and knew a small bit (I cringe even thinking about that now) about editing, that I would ride on down to the beach with them and take a few pictures of them hanging out.  It was quick and simple.  It was also windy and in the afternoon with full sun.  YIKES!!!

But my friend loved them (which is all that matters) and it started me thinking… would any of my other friends let me take their pictures?

I had NO CLUE what opening that window would bring!

 

Check back next Friday to read part 2!