Busy

Not really. I'm not busy lately, and it's kind of boring. I have lots of stuff I should be busy with, but all those things seem boring too (this is not including my kids obviously, they make me feel very.... useful would be a good word. But I have to admit I feel a little guilty at the end of a day when the only thing I can say that I did was "played with Clara and Grady a lot!") Me and B have had this long lived dream of living on a ranch with lots of animals and vegetables and green houses and kids, and sometimes I think that if I can't be busy on my ranch with those above mentioned items, then there's not really any thing for me to be "busy" with. Bad rationale.... I think it's time to find something a little more worthwhile to do with some of my time (better than staying up for three nights in a row reading "hunger games" and "catching fire" honestly not the best use of time, but it's been a while since I read a book that I couldn't put down!) I think I might have an idea. There is a doula training course coming up in june, and I really really really want to do it. This recent experience made me think it really is for me.


My good friend Christie invited me to attend her home birth to take pictures throughout the labor. It was amazing. I can't even think of other words to describe it. Amazing. She was my doula (a birth assistant) when I had Grady and I think she probably felt comfortable having me at her birth since she had been with me at one of mine. I can't describe how wonderful and beautiful and sacred it all was. How wonderful would it be to have that as a "side job". Wonderful. Christie was so beautiful and ethereal (I know that might sound like a little much, but I'm not sure how else to put it), through the entire labor. It feels like when these little people come into the world that they are still so filled with the Spirit of Deity that something happens to mothers, a spiritual change that allows this new sacred being that has come into their arms to feel more at home. I felt so privileged to be a bystander. Thank you a million times over Mark and Christie for allowing me to be with you. And sorry again for not being a "real" photographer:) I can't tell you how much I wish I could have captured that beautiful morning better than I did.

This could be a wonderful way to stay busy.