We have overslept today. My children have let me sleep in. What is this life coming too?!
It's nice to do so, but I feel a bit like a slacker.

Yesterday I got the kids up (at a reasonable time) and we left the house. It was our first outing in a very, very long time. We didn't do too much but go to Target, get some lunch and then spent the afternoon at the park. It was just an absolute gorgeous day.

It feels like summer

and it really does. We have had the oddest cold fronts and thunderstorms, but today just feels like summer.

I am hardly doing anything today. I don't know why, but this has been the theme of my existence lately. I keep obsessing about photography. I just need to keep reminding myself to have fun, not to ruin it for myself. I will get better with time, and to have patience. I need to make this my mantra. I am over thinking everything.

The husband and I drove his '68 mustang down to a flooded area of the river. We walked a path that we had to trudge through water. It was a pretty amazing afternoon. We held hands. I'm sure to most that doesn't seem like a big deal. But the last hand I held was my daughters. And before that it had been years. So it was a big deal for us. It was a swift reminder of what we once were.

Saturday we took the kids and went to his parent's land and spent the day with his family. That day was relaxing too. We drove home in the most spectacular lightening storm. If I had the guts I would love to get shots of that kind of lightening.

Friday night, we spent it at my parents' house. My mom ordered pizza and we ate it on her big country porch. It was the perfect evening. It was nice to have adult conversation and spend it with our loved ones.

a thought

Just because someone might be a biological parent, grandparent, etc... doesn't give them any supreme connection to you or gives you an obligation to care about them or love them or feel connected to them. Family is important, but only when those relationships are meaningful and nurturing.

Long drives

Friday, what are Friday's now? Another day. The weekend only means I'll have one more mess to clean up throughout the day (husband) It also might mean and this is a big might... but I might get to sleep in. You know AFTER I wake to feed the baby. I just might be able to go back to sleep until the toddler screams me awake through the closed door. Husband truly does try to keep her content. But he just sucks at it. So here we are on the threshold of another weekend. I am going out of town with my mother tomorrow. We are taking both kids, to visit my Aunt and her children. I hope it's a good day.
The weeks are flying by. I really mean that. Being a stay at home mom, makes things start to flow together. I don't know up from down at the moment. I will say I have intense spring fever. The husband got his 1968 Mustang out yesterday and got it cleaned up. He took me for a drive in it tonight. It was nice to have all windows down and the wind blowing through me. I just let the sun warm me and the wind clean my head out. We didn't talk. We never have to on our drives. I've always liked that about him. I truly felt I could breathe a little better after it. It wasn't long, but it was dearly needed.

A day at the pond

I spent the day with my husband and children. We went to my husband's family's land. The land is located along the North Platte river, and there is a pond to fish at. It was a lovely day.
I got a few moments of peace by floating out on the pond. It was wonderful to have the only sound be the water swishing below me as I paddle. It wasn't too cold, just crisp enough to leave me feeling exhilarated.
We then ate a feast. I mean a huge amount of food and beer was available. I also snagged a few moments to take some pictures of my lovely children.
I drove us back home in a lightening storm. It took everything in me not to pull over and snap some shots. It was unbelievable. Completely cloud to ground lightening.
When we pulled up to our house the storm had passed so I grabbed the babies and we took our first bubble bath together. I usually bathe them separately due to the crazy two year old. I for some reason just didn't care tonight. It was actually pretty fun having both of them in there. It wasn't at all the chaos I was expecting. I had daddy on stand by just in case!
After the children got put to bed, I checked the mail. I got my first print order from my new printing company. I am very pleased with how they turned out. I only have one that is worthy of the garbage, and that is my fault with editing. It truly isn't that great. I am not quite sure what happened.
I listed a few more items tonight, and I also ordered a spot on the showcase page for July 9th. I have this surge of accomplishment. I am finally doing something I enjoy. Now if I can just get others to enjoy and love my work I will be set.

I need you like water in my lungs

The most rewarding part of Motherhood is feeling her chest go up and down when she's breathing. I tell her all the time that she's going to rebel one day, she's going to be defiant one day, and she's going to hate me at least a few times in this lifetime. The only thing that is not negotiable, the only thing I will not compromise, is her breathing. The only thing I always need her to do, is keep breathing. It means I'm at least doing an okay job if she's doing that.