August 12, 2014
It totally snuck up on me, but this post is my 100th! I’ve been blogging for 4 years now, and have made it one of my goals to share more personal stories and photos with you. Here’s another :)
Ava is going through a weird growth spurt. She’s 18 months now, talking more, understanding humor (and making us laugh), throwing tantrums, and completely throwing her normal schedule out of whack. I used to pick her up from daycare and immediately put her down for a nap. She slept for an hour or two, and this was enough time to put in a load of laundry or start dinner. Now she wants to stay up. Which is fine, but she’s been awfully cranky about it.
Don’t get me wrong, I love her. I love being her mom. But every mom has those days where you’re just not quite sure what to do with your child anymore. That’s all. We’re both growing and changing and figuring each other out.
So last night when she wouldn’t go down for a nap, we went outside in our backyard. Fresh air has always done wonders for her (we use to take her out in her early colicky days and it would calm her down), so it’s no surprise that she stopped her fussing and had a blast yelling at the dogs and trying to climb the slide (her new favorite).
I usually play with her, or sit and watch her explore, but last night I broke out my camera. I haven’t taken personal photos much lately. I have on my iPhone, but when you have a nice camera and you know how to use it, sometimes you just need to remind yourself to go and shoot.
So I grabbed my 35 (my favorite storytelling lens) and followed Ava around for 5 minutes, until she patted the slide and wanted me to pick her up so she could have fun.