Two reasons I have neglected blogging...

...Gabriel and his cute, playful, silly self, and photography! Gabriel is getting so expressive and interactive these days. And, it is all I can do to get basic house chores done. He smiles and coos and flirts; he even pseudo-screeches to the point of wearing his voice out to get our attention. He loves to be the center of attention and I love indulging him.

I also have my portrait class winding up. Next week we have to present a portfolio to the class. Mind you, most of my classmates already have their own home or professional studio. So, imagine me running around trying out shots in various lighting locations. Poor Gabe, he surely thinks I have lost my mind. I even bought two portable backgrounds so I won't have to spend hours dodging out distracting backgrounds in Photoshop. I want to have something presentable next week, so I am working like mad to come up with some decent portraiture. Ahh, the learning curve goes on.

I have ongoing dreams of opening my own photography studio. I am filled with ideas, passion, fear, and a mile-long list of to-do items. Eventually hubby and I will give it a go in some fashion. I am every excited about that. But, in the meantime, I am trying to soak in as much learning as possible and think through the business aspects very carefully. While hubby is a leap before you look type, I am look, look again, analyze, discuss, look once more, and then maybe leap type.

Speaking of leaps, Dr. Fertility has sort of put me off for a while. I was all scheduled to have my saline sonogram last week, but the nurse called and said that Dr. Fertility is sick and the embryologist broke his hand and has to have surgery. So, I am in limbo. Surprisingly, I am okay with that. I am relishing the time my body has to heal and restore. I am also surviving on THE PILL inasmuch as I am still married and I haven't cussed anyone out.

I am off to wake up my baby. I get him up late at night for a last bottle, a baby Oragel toothpaste brushing of the gums (to get ready for our big toofies and brushing habit) and story time. I adore snuggling with him before bed and marveling, even still, that he is mine. He gives my life a joy and contentment I never imagined possible and for that I am so very grateful...