If you follow my blog, and actually read it from time to time-then you guessed right-I have been in the hospital, again. You know this because I go from posting photos almost everyday or every other day to totally disappearing from the blog altogether. I am doing ok now. Ok. Things are fine. Crohn’s is an autoimmune disorder, right? So they way they treat it is by suppressing my immune system. So, I don’t just get bronchitis like everyone else, take a dose of antibiotics and it is gone- I get bronchitis for three months, do three long doses of antibiotics, my left lung collapses, and then I eventually get *mostly* well from it. I wish they would just find a cure for this already!
This time, it was this stomach flu that has been coming and going in our household. The boys take it like champs, get over it in 12 hours, but Amelia and I have had it off and on. But this time, combined with the heat wave a week ago, I just could not do it at home. I went over to hang out with Kellie, my old office manager, and had to leave right away-I KNEW something was wrong, but thought it was just the crohn’s and the heat.
Halfway home I KNEW I had to go to the hospital. Could I make it home to get my computer? I hate spending days in the hospital with no computer. And boo hoo, poor me, I have been in the hospital so much this year that no one really comes to visit me anymore. The first few times I had friends there all day long just sitting with me and keeping me company. But now, it is just this normal thing for me so I don’t even bother calling people. I think a lot of it is me-I am just so sick and tired of being sick and tired that I just don’t call people to let them know. I feel like I have bothered people enough.
Anyways, I turned to go to the hospital, but knew I would want my computer to keep up on emails and be able to call people in my phone book, so I went home. HUGE mistake. I literally passed out when I got home, then when I woke up I called 9-1-1 and dragged myself to the front door to open it and passed out again. I can tell a dramatic story, right? Just on the short ride from the house to the hospital my body sucked up an entire bag of IV fluids.
So, I spent the week in the hospital, and when I got out immediately had SO many people wanting their photos. And you know how I am, I try to do it, then I can’t, and then I just make it worse. It is better to just say it might be awhile then to think I can do it and not be able to.
That is where I am at. I am feeling *ok* but not super well. Going to try to get through what is easiest to get through today.
The happiest news, and I will be talking about this incessantly until I move, is that I am moving into my old beautiful treehouse in a few weeks! I have to furnish everything from scratch-the big things like tables and desks and sofas, but also the little things like dishes and salt shakers and brooms.
I have been stalking Boulder Craigslist and have gotten some great things free or cheap, and have been refinishing them. It is fun. I love creative hobbies, and refinishing furniture is really creative and fun and rewarding. Plus, I am doing so much of it with the help of my little ones (please excuse the imperfections on the pieces when they are done-they just make them better), so I am making the happiest memories. Every time I sit down at my kitchen table I will remember how hard Elijah and I worked to sand it down and paint it.
One thing that I always do, is that if you LOVE my photography and want a photo session with me but can’t afford it, I will figure out how to do a trade with you. I want to make it work because, while yes, I need this income to pay my mortgage and get by, I also want people who value my art to have that artwork of their children up in their home. So, I did a trade for a beautiful piece of artwork for my home a few weeks ago for a mini session. And the whole day was just one happy thing after another. So now, whenever I look at that piece, I think of that great day, and it makes that art that much better. That is why I say please, please don’t stress out getting ready for your session (bc it is stressful, especially if you have young kids). Just go with the flow, have a glass (or two or three) of wine, and let your kids be who they are at the portrait session. I have my ways of capturing the magic of who you all are, but only if you let me. If you are all uptight about the kids looking and acting a certain way, then it is harder for me to capture a photo like the one below (this family was totally chill, I will post more of them soon). I usually still can, but usually have to make mom and dad walk away for a little bit while I play with the kids and let them get dirty.
My point is (I am SO tangential), is that I always tell my families to make a nice memory of the day. To take a walk down Pearl in Boulder or get ice cream and go to the park or pack a picnic dinner and hang out at Chautauqua. Bc I want you to walk by that beautiful photo I took of your child, and everyday have this sweet feeling in your heart bc you remember what a wonderful time that was.
So I am not too attached to things, instead, I make sure I pack them full of good memories and energy and that is why I love what I have-not bc it is fancy and everyone will know it is from this or that store, but because there was some kind of love put in to whatever it is.
My current project is subway art. You take a piece of old, weathered wood and paint it to look all vintagey and then stencil a quote on it. I am making one right now for my foyer, RIGHT when you walk in. It reads “Please excuse the mess, my children are making memories“. And I am going to do a photo shoot with Amelia and Elijah where we get a bunch of finger paint and just go at it and get dirty and have fun rolling around in paint with the sun setting in the background. And I am going to blow up and frame 5-6 of the best photos from that session along with the quote and THAT is what you will see first thing when you walk in. It is perfect. Bc I AM that person that apologizes EVERY time you walk in to my house about the mess, whether I just totally cleaned it or it has not been cleaned for days. I figure that will be a fun way to preempt that whole conversation, which is so rote and just drags me down.
Ok, I disproportionally wrote more compared to the amount of photos I am posting (1), so I will stop now and try to blog more tomorrow:) If I am well. I am not over promising, though.