Itinerary: First stop, Bahamas. Next up, New York!
Last night, after Isla’s midnight blood sugar checks, we were both falling back to sleep. We laid nose to nose on a pillow and I asked her where we were going. “Holly-days,” she said. “A boat. A huge one.” And who were we going to see? “Ummm. Princesses. And Mickey and Minnie.” Really? Oh, wow! “Yeah! Cinderella! Aurora. Umm. Auntie Cait,...
fall sweater • 2011 fall sweater • 2010 fall ‘sweater’ • 2009 (*as an aside, those first photos are a testament to shooting in RAW. I didn’t have my camera locked like I normally do in proper client sessions and, as the camera swung over my belt while helping her sit down, it changed my aperture leaving me with completely completely underexposed images. I...
Anonymous asked: so Tamara, you sound very busy.. how do you find the time for work and a toddler with diabetes? I mean the attention she needs is pretty regular to monitor etc ?
Me: "Isla, only colour on the paper, please!"
Isla: "No talking, mummy."
*(moderately forgiven based on the fact she was drawing her "I love you's")*
"Tunic Sunday" | Happy 2nd Birthday, Isla!
When you ask Isla how old she is, she still says “tunic Sunday” - as in, ‘two next Sunday’. Even *on* Sunday, she was ‘two next Sunday’. The sweetest :) Isla’s second birthday was this past Sunday. While the above spread may look like it was a carefully planned and proper affair, truth be told it was the most bittersweet day that totally ran away from...
Embracing the grain
I am so behind on *everything* except, so it seems, work. It’s been the craziest summer and now — wikka bam poof — it’s just… well, it’s not summer anymore. Hmmm. We spontaneously went out last week for sushi and to pick up Isla’s dance clothes. I wasn’t even going to bring my camera let alone use it let alone use it well. It was in the car from a prior...
And then on we go. That way. Forward.
Tomorrow marks six months since Isla’s diagnosis of Type 1/Juvenile Diabetes. You know, six months since I left her behind to attend our bestie’s destination wedding because I thought all she had was the flu. You know, six months since her little self nearly left this crazy world. You know, six months since I breathed a full breath, trusted myself completely and wanted to do things...