Sep 04, 2017
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The big K – Kindergarten!

I cannot believe my sweet baby is in Kindergarten. It seems like he was just born, but sure enough he will be six in December! Some days I stop and look at Keller and think how did he get so big? He used to fit in my arms, and now I can barely hold him. So is motherhood I am told. The days are long, but the years are short. That has proved to be true!

I have to pinch myself at times, because I think, God let me be this little guys momma! He chose me to teach and grow him. Seeing the great kid he is becoming overwhelms me at times. He is such a joy to be around. Don’t get me wrong he has his moments like every other kid, but I really do like him. His zeal for life is infectious, unless its 8am and then not so much, but he wakes up every day wide open and ready for anything. He started talking at 18 months old and has not stopped since. Whether he has lost a tooth or has a new lego guy you are going to know all about it!

He is learning to be a great big brother, having two little sisters can sure test you, but he is filling those shoes rather well! He is a fierce and loyal friend. And in classic first born fashion, he is an awesome helper. I love that even though he is getting older he still has to hug and kiss me before I go anywhere. I am super excited to see the man Keller will become, and what God has for his future, but for now I am happy to still get some snuggles in.

This post is the continuing personal journey of savoring motherhood through photography. Enjoy…there is more to come.

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Aug 16, 2017
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Vacation Fun

Last week we took our annual end of summer vacation. We went to Beaufort, SC to visit Harry’s folks, they moved to Beaufort back in December. We packed a lot into one week, and the motto turned out to be “well, at least we tried.” Haha. It seemed every time we tried to do something we would get rained out…but we still had a blast. On our last day we had a day full of sunshine.

We needed a break away from home and to spend some good time together. Our week consisted of hunting for fiddler crabs, kayaking, fishing on the boat, adventuring on the sandbar, going to the beach, bike rides, and fun at the pool. Needless to say there was not a lack of entertainment. We ate good food, got good rest and had tons of fun.

Documenting my kids experiences and seeing their excitement for new things is such a joy for me. And just as a disclaimer the beardless man in all our photos is in fact Harry, he shaved his beard, so we did not bring some random person on vacation with us, haha. This post is the continuing personal journey of savoring motherhood through photography. Enjoy…there is more to come.

 

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Aug 01, 2017
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a window into our summer…

Beach waves and salty air

Everything is harder when your missing daddy. Attitudes, bedtimes, brushing teeth, diaper rashes, obeying mama, its all harder when dad is not there. We went to the beach a few weeks ago and the six and a half hour drive turns in to a grueling nine when you are by yourself with three kids in tow. With bathing suits and sand pails in the trunk of the blue mini van, a stop at Chick-Fil-A for lunch, a few bathroom breaks, and a lot of South Carolina back roads, the salty air and sand was ours for one glorious week.

Yes our week was without daddy because he has to stay and work, God love the busy season. However, I wanted to choose to live in the glorious beach week and have fun!! So we boogie boarded, played in the sand, ate ice cream, went on dates, ate lots of good food, and enjoyed our family. I am sure it would have been easier to stay home, and not endure “going it alone,” but oh the fun we would have missed!

 

Pool parties and splash pads!

Working at a summer camp can be difficult at times but it sure has its perks, like staff pool parties every now and then. There are not many other things in life more fun than a pool party! My kids have grown to love the pool even though just the thought of one puts me into a nervous tailspin. When you go from man-defense to zone-defense, aka: 2 kids to 3, it can give you a few grey hairs at the pool when they’re little. In any case we lather on the sunscreen throw on the arm floaties and go for it. One delicious cheeseburger, a mini tub of ice cream and the party has begun.

Another perk to the summer camp gig…is that there is this glorious day of the week called Thursday, when Harry takes the afternoon off! All the praise hand emojis just went up! Last week we let Tess forgo her nap and we took the kids to the splash pad in Blairsville, GA. I relished in watching the hunk of burning love that we call daddy in all his farmer tan glory. And all my goggle faced cutie pies drove home tired and happy.

Sundays, sunflowers and a lost tooth.

Sundays are generally our family day, we take it pretty slow, I get to sleep in and wake up to the smell of bacon frying. We try to soak up Sundays because the rest of the week can get pretty ridiculous. So Sundays are for porch swings, jumping on the trampoline, riding the gator, eating popsicles, belly laughing, dirty feet and happy humans.

On the not Sundays we try to keep it pretty real and life marches right on. Last week on our four lane highway a miraculous array of Sunflowers showed up in a sea of yellow on the side of the road. So what else do you do when your mom is a photographer? Stop and get a sweet picture of the cutest little three year old on the planet, with the pretty sunflowers.

And speaking of keeping it real, Keller decided it was time to grow up. That’s right he lost his first tooth…a bit early if you ask my mama heart, since he is only five. It had been loose for awhile, but he crept out of bed not long after I had tucked him in with a big ole grin on his face and a little white peg in his hand. “Mama look!” After a short FaceTime call to daddy, we put it in a jar and I told him, “the tooth fairy (aka me) would give him a dollar tomorrow, now get your butt back in bed.” But by gosh I melt every time he smiles huge and that little hole on the bottom row seems like it was just meant to be there.

Summer seems to have come and gone quite quickly this year. Now school preparations have started and our fun in the sun is coming to a close. But I do believe we have have made the most of it.

This post is the continuing personal journey of savoring motherhood through photography.

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Jun 24, 2017
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Heart Strings

No one really tells you about the ups and downs of motherhood. But when your in it, you are in it. There are moments of pure joy. When your baby is first born or when they make their milestones. Chubby little arms around your neck or whispers of, “I love you mama” when you put them to bed. These are the times when your heart soars, all is right in the world and you are confident in your role as a mom.

But there are other times when you think, “is this me?” “did I just yell at my kid?” When your heart aches because you don’t recognize yourself. When your kids can push buttons you did not know you had, your patience is no where to be found, and you look nothing like Jesus. Yikes! Too many times I let my kid’s behavior determine my attitude. When instead I should be the force for good in our home.

Heart Attitude

It is not my intent to ever have a bad attitude toward my kids, or lose my patience, but it does happen. When I am not intentional about putting bad thoughts and hard feelings in their place – under the authority of Jesus. Those thoughts will breed unwanted sinful behavior in my own life, which can hinder the example I am to the people I love the most. Even though most people will never see it, my heart on most days is not pretty, its full of clutter, and when I am not intentionally pointing myself to Jesus how can I expect to point my kids to the cross?

Heart Change

I want more heart soaring and less heart ache when it comes to parenting my kids. Choosing happiness and fun can become the norm, instead of letting the little things get to me. Deciding to daily to surrender to Jesus, because he is the one who cleans the clutter out and puts his goodness in.

 

This post is the continuing personal journey of savoring motherhood through photography.

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Happy Father’s Day

So many times we talk about how hard motherhood is. And it is, long hours doing thankless work, but being a father is no piece of cake. I want to take a minute and say how grateful I am. God has seen fit to bless our family with a husband and daddy who is present, and who takes great care of us.

A daddy who comes home at the end of a work day and wrestles our three ankle biters on the trampoline. Who builds forts and whispers silly stories. Who is up most nights to get blondie a drink of water, who firmly instructs when needed, and loves his own fiercely.

I get a bit overwhelmed knowing my boy will grow up to have a best friend in his dad. Someone who will teach him all things pertaining to life and godliness and becoming a man. But who will also kick the soccer ball around with him. My girls will have a man they can compare all others to. Someone who will paint their nails and snuggle them at night.

I love seeing how much he deeply enjoys our three kiddos. Hearing him belly laugh at our silly three year old or how much he enjoys recounting the day with our five year old at bed time. The baby can make him say, “goodness she’s cute” at anything she does.

But mostly I am thankful for the grace he shows me every single day! Grace in my weakest moments, grace to do this motherhood thing, grace when I am mean and irritable, grace when I am tired, grace to love me when I need it most.

This father’s day I am thankful that God made a Harry McSween. He is by far the best person I know.

This post is the continuing personal journey of savoring motherhood through photography.

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