Majesty in Motherhood: Week One

{Photos taken January 8th 2018}

For 2018, I've chosen the word "cultivate" to guide me in all the things I attempt throughout the year. I've set a number of goals, things that fulfill me, and not change me, necessarily, and I have a lot of projects I have started, and want to start. 

A couple of those goals are to get my blog going again, and to grow and learn as a photographer - to write, to use my camera, simply. To accomplish these two things I have created the Majesty in Motherhood project. It's not a collaborative effort, I am not inviting others to participate per se' though anyone may, if so inspired. 

I am sharing my motherhood. 

My messy, imperfect, fun, exhausting, beautiful, chaotic motherhood. 

Every week, I'm choosing a random day to sporadically shoot as we go about it. Very "day in the life" style, and I will post a sampling of pictures here and others on Instagram {also via the #majestyinmotherhood2018 hashtag}.

Disclaimer, Disclaimer: I am not a professional photographer, and this is not the place for photographic perfection. Expect out of focus shots, experimental editing, noise, a ton of exposure problems. And note that I am not staging these shots to make them pretty. There will be piles of laundry in the background, there is a space in the apartment I call Clutter Island, and without the clutter it couldn't be Clutter Island and I just can't rename it now, so our clutter will remain, my carpet will need to be vacuumed, I will be photographed dancing in my pajamas at 4pm, my children will have messy faces - Elena especially who is notorious for bathing in everything she eats, my me time will include a lot of detangling my hair, journaling and planner stuff - these are things I can pretty much guarantee.

My motherhood is not meticulous, so you'll have to leave judgment at the door. 

Why this? Because motherhood is what makes up the most of my life. And instead of trying to accomplish these goals I've set by doing something out of the ordinary, or prompted, that will leave me ultimately bored and uninspired, I can share something I do every day, our activities, our stories, how I make time for myself, good days, bad days, the messes in between. In the seemingly mundane, I find magic {except, in chores, I just find chores, which is disappointing} I really love this, being a mom, I want to share it in all of its uncensored glory. {Or lack thereof.}

So, without further ado, week one of Majesty in Motherhood. 


It's Monday morning. I have, somehow, started listening to country music and can't stop. I don't know how this has happened, but I ask Google Home to put on "God, Your Mama, and Me" and the babies watch me dance as I get dressed for the day. Santino is not quite ready to be awake, and Elena is clearly intrigued by something else. 


Santino loves the vacuum cleaner - not enough to want to vacuum for me, but enough to stand in front of it and make it impossible for me to go around him, so I just pick him up and hang on to him when he does. That stuff on the table? Planner stuff. I had a late night working on charms and never put it back on my desk. Oh and clearance Christmas stuff we bought from Michael's and haven't yet packed away. It was all 80% off! 


Changing wet diapers - ten minutes later, she pooped.


Thaddeus, his backwards shirt, and our morning reading time that the babies care nothing about. 


She's NOT eating cat food, she just spilled the bowl trying to help me feed Tiberius - she's eating a cookie. She has just become comfortable with Tiberius, whereas Santino has loved him his entire life. 


Oh, that is literally the door that separates our laundry space - it FELL over the weekend. Just right off the hinges. It is super heavy, and the safest place for it is flat on the floor, so there it is until maintenance comes.


We were rescuing Duplo cats that climbed up the furniture and found themselves stuck. 


Vacuuming a second time, and had to stop and take an important call. Shirt is a gift from my amazing friend and I had to wear it upon opening it.