Sherwood Park Photographer

When I’m not busy taking pictures of other families, you can almost bet that I have the camera pointed at my own.  Since finishing my 365 project in May (a picture a day), I’ve been working on a few different personal projects.  Focusing on certain projects allows me to practice my skills and push me out of my comfort zone. As much as I loved my 365 (and I am sure I’ll do it again one day), I am really loving having more focus and intent to my personal shooting these days.

I recently wrapped up a class called The Business of Telling Stories with the fabulous Colie James and as if it was even possible, I’ve now fallen in love with storytelling photography even more. One of our assignments in the class was to shoot a whole day of our lives.  I was on vacation during the assignment, but I liked the activity so much that I decided to capture another day in our lives and share it here.  It may not be the most exciting day, with the most technically perfect photos (or clean house!!!), but this is my real life. This is the day that I will forget years down the road, but these photos will be able to bring me back to (dishes and all…).

 

The day starts out early as the baby I am growing has decided that sleeping is for chumps.  Her favourite awake times seem to be from about 9-12 pm and 5-7 am.

In the first trimester of my pregnancy the smell of coffee made me run from the kitchen, but now I can’t get enough of it (although I limit myself to one cup). Cream is a necessity.

About an hour later I hear F jumping around in her room.  Let’s get this day started!

Blueberries (and bunny) for breakfast.

After breakfast F relaxes for a while with Peg & Cat while I try and tidy up the house from the night before.

My cleaning soundtrack these days is Sam Smith. I am officially obsessed with this album and have it playing whenever I have a free moment.

I manage to get my wiggle worm dressed, which is generally a task that takes WAY longer than it should and involves many opinions and negotiations.

Time for a little bit of art. Right now the obsession is markers – apparently crayons are for babies.

My aunt is visiting this week – her and my Mom pick us up and we head out on our adventure for the day.

We are playing tourists for the afternoon on The Edmonton Queen river boat, which none of us have been on before. Luckily we have a clear sunny day for our ride.

Anchor stamps for all….

Really, are there many things better in life than a slushie and chips on a boat in the middle of the summer? I think not.

After our boat cruise is done we make the requisite stop at Starbucks on the way home. While I was checking my camera settings my drink was snatched right out from under my nose.

We say goodbye to our family and head home for naps.  I get F to sleep, but before I head for a nap too I decide to try out our new (new to us…) bread maker. This is the first time I’ve used it and attempt to make some honey oatmeal bread.

Nap time for me now.  With 5 weeks left until the baby is due to arrive, my body has decided that it needs at least a half an hour nap a day.

When I wake up J is home from work and tickle fights ensue.

I check on my bread that is planned to go with our salad for dinner.  It didn’t turn out exactly as I had envisioned. Into the garbage it goes!

Thankfully we have an extra loaf of grocery store bread, so our dinner is somewhat saved.

A day in life wouldn’t be complete without dishes, would it?

It’s still a really nice day so we head outside for a bit of play before F heads to bed.

F is showered and ready for bed and I take the opportunity to try and get a family shot while she is distracted by teeth brushing.

All is quiet in the house now and J and I move onto our task for the night – painting the kitchen counters.  We have lived in our house for almost a year and have put up with the ugly sink and pink countertops for long enough.  J gets to work removing the old sink, which we are going to replace with a stainless steel one after the counters are painted.

The base coat of paint is on and we are beat. Time for bed.