This is what I’ve been trying to do a lot of lately. I’ve got woman’s troubles baaaaaaad but I’m just not up to talking about it which is why a lot of my deep and meaningful posts have been absent lately. I will fill you all in as I believe speaking aloud about Endometriosis is a good thing, but just this minute I’m just not mentally or physically up to it. You can imagine me here, curled up with my laptop, with my heat pack, listening to Washington and wishing that Old Spice Man would make me lunch, hang out the nappies and do the dishes.
The boys and I drove down to Canberra so I could assist the lovely Christine from Pobke Photography at an intimate afternoon wedding. I promise to share photos when I’m allowed, that’s one of the catches when assisting. I had a wonderful time and learnt a lot, Christine has a zen-like approach to her work and it was amazing to watch. The sun shone during the ceremony and poured down during the location photos and reception. I somehow managed to control my brand new camera (Nikon D700) and my new lens (24-70mm 2.8) with only half an hours practice beforehand. The camera has soo many control options that are just amazing, I’m kicking myself for not believing in myself enough to invest in it sooner.
Everyday since I’ve been taking photos and reading my manual, changing settings and getting used to the beautiful new lens. I was baffled by how many lenses I had to choose from and I’m happy to say I made the right choice. During the wedding I also realised that I was developing my own style and throughout the day wished I had a 70-200mm 2.8 because I wanted to capture moments and expressions without having to be inches away. It seems most photographers prefer prime lenses (not zoom) and I can understand that but for me I prefer zoom, to be able to stand perfectly still and unnoticed yet still get the shot I need without having to be in someone’s face. It doesn’t seem like much of a light bulb moment but for me it was like a lightning bolt.
Aidan is such a sponge at the moment so I’ve hardly been online at all this past week and if I am I’m cramming it in during nap time (like now) or whittling away the hours at night. We play lots of games, do puzzles, play dough, drawing, counting and building blocks, having car races down the hallway, playing soccer outside, playing with Toby & Charlie and watering the pot plants. He’s just constantly on the go and very independent. I rarely use the stroller now, he walks everywhere with us, holding our hands. He can say please, thank you, bath time, hello, bye bye, banana, snack, drink, mama, dada, toby, dog, moonie (the toy I made him), snuggie (his blanket), potty, poo, wee, outside, yucky, uh-oh, no, whoops, ta-da!, cuddle, kiss, book, mmmm yum, sultana…. the list seems almost endless now.
It was frustrating for everyone in the house for awhile. Aidan so desperately wanted to be independent and express what he wanted or what he wanted to do but couldn’t form the words. After a few weeks of me speaking like a preschool teacher hopped up on prozac 24/7 it seems to be paying off. Slowly pronouncing every word in a happy sing-songy voice has helped him pick it up which is good because I think it was really starting to drive Steve up the wall… now he does it without realising! Aidan’s growing and learning in leaps and bounds and even though he has his moments, the highs always outweigh the lows… I mean, how could they not when the rascal was born with my eyes and know just how to use them.