For some reason, I feel very much like capturing all the messiness of real life lately. I love the photographs that completely and cleverly crop out all the disaster surrounding the subject, but, right now, I’m also loving the ones in which the disaster is the subject. Because the laundry isn’t always folded, the kitchen isn’t always clean, the flowers on the table aren’t always fresh, and the baby isn’t always happy. But that’s life. Real life, in all its messy glory. I kind of want the kids to remember that a little bit, so that when they’re going through those inevitable seasons when they don’t have their acts together, they’ll remember that it’s okay.
Also, I think it’s important to remember that, when one has a baby, one should expect to just take the next three months off. It will save a lot of angst to know that if you get the laundry done and dinner on the table, you are a rock star mom.