Wednesday, September 28, 2016
She roused me at 6am on Monday, the 19th of September, the baby's due date, and talk like a pirate day (strange history with the day for me, obviously), and told me that her contractions were regular enough for her to want to head down to the birth center in San Diego. My first mumbled question was, "did your water break?" No. Well, no hurry. I let my boss know that I was taking my little leave, we gradually packed the car with pretty much everything we use, or might use, in case of an apocalypse... like you do, and we started the two and a half hour drive to the nearest ethical birth center we could find. The drive was simple enough: beautiful music and calming conversation; plus the toddler was still half asleep, so not awake enough to be... well..... a toddler. We stopped at one of our bathroom places. I had a cigarette, and the little one stayed in her seat because she didn't need to go to the bathroom. Two minutes after being back on the road she needed to go to the bathroom.
I imagined that this would be a lengthy process, maybe labor at her grandma's house in Chula Vista for a while. We wanted to stop by the birth center so they could check her out first. After announcing how busy her day was with babies popping out all over the place (I blame Christmas), the awesome nurse told her to take her time with laboring, but after checking her out she told us to stay close and be back within the hour. We opted to head down to her grandma's, unpack our apocalyptic preparations, and leave the toddler with her grandpa and great grandma so we could have a little laboring peace.
The girl wants me to talk about how I'm feeling, still. Everything is just a bit overwhelming right now. Plus she's still recovering from the inside of her body turning inside out and is a wee bit emotional. I am having a hard enough time dealing with the constant contradiction of being good enough and not being good enough every couple minutes, ad infinitum.
Everything is beautiful; lAvaNyamaya.
Shut the fuck up.
Everything is going to be fine.
Thursday, September 15, 2016
In the meantime, we are just waiting for this beautiful little soul to arrive. She hasn't had much energy to shoot, but you know me. Today cuddle bug stayed with her dad, so we went out to shoot at a location I meant to scout this last week for a shoot that isn't going to happen, which is a shame, but it is what it is. I, naturally, passed the spot I've been to before, because I haven't been there in five years, so we were stuck on bumpy control roads for a while until we could find a spot to turn around.
So....... just waiting for this baby to come.
I guess I'll go back to binge reading books on how to brew beer.
Bet ya didn't see that one coming.
Neither did I.
Tuesday, September 6, 2016
What will be our last day off together for a while, we headed out for one last jaunt through our backyard, Joshua Tree. Well, there was little jaunting because neither of us took Labor Day weekend in to account, so after waiting in line to enter the park (via shortcut. Buahahahahahhahahahaha*cough*), we drove all of about half a mile in before we parked in a turn out and hiked in a little; very little, because I don't know if you've noticed, but she's about to drop some serious water-weight (not like she's got serious weight, but she's carrying a lot of fluids [see what I did there? nice backpedal!]). Fortunately, as I have yet to really explore the west entrance, there were some nice structures, and all of the tourists were likely scouring the big spots like roaches.
We were both exhausted!
I'm leaving it at that.
My mind just flashed on all the consisting entirely of beauty fluids that I will bear witness to shortly.
Am I digressing again?
I've got three more photos to type words next to still, so they don't look all empty and shit, but my mind has already completely tangented (that's a word now) from what I set out to write about.
Always so much fun writing these (that, ladies and gentlemen, is sarcasm. subtle, I know). I wish I could just free flow and go, but I had some stuff I wanted to accomplish here.
Babes is back, on East Coast time, so the "I'm tired, but I have no idea I'm tired because I'm two, so I'll just flip my shit and search for distractions until mom and baba get frustrated and force me to go to sleep" started at like 6pm. Awesome.
Here we go.
But hopefully not yet.
Friday, September 2, 2016
Michael Newberry, about sitting for him. This was really more in her comfort zone, as she worked as a figure model for about a decade. We went over to his studio last night, and sketching commenced.
I'm trying to find one of my raw tangents to go on, but it was just a nice experience. I wish there were more creatives in my life to do things like this with.
My girl and I have been brainstorming certain projects, but it is really just difficult to find people who are open and free and beautiful..... "cool," as I like to call it.
Things keep getting more beautiful, and they will continue.