In the end, the quest for balance is bogus. Love your burdens. Love them hard. And when your loves knock you down or your weak ankles trip you up, stop worrying about balancing – ‘cuz you’re not – and bounce. - Kelly Diels
I'm coming off of 3 very quiet + relaxing months, + jumping head first into what could be construed as the busiest season of my entire career. These last 3 weeks of June have had 2 engagement sessions, 2 weddings, 3 family portrait sessions + a maternity session. Oh, + as if you didn't know... I had a baby a month ago. Hitting the ground running is one way to put it... workaholic mom may be another, or just plain crazy could be an adjective that works aswell. Not to mention that the tug + pull of life in general in NYC is a far cry from the island time I've become accustomed to these last months in Hawaii. Life is a little bit crazy... + in the process, I've been thinking a whole lot about balance. Mostly balancing this new "mama" role with my already busy bee full time working photographer role. I'm one of those people that never has enough hours in the day. I never get everything done that I'd like to... + always wish that I could have an additional 3 hours to my day while everyone else gets the standard 24. Everyone knows that having a baby is life changing... while I was "Graced' with an easy little babe that likes to sleep a lot (+ that's not taken for granted for one New York minute)... what I was not prepared for was how much longer EVERYTHING takes. I'm not a person that likes to be late... + I've quickly realized that just getting out the door easily needs an add'l 45 minutes. Culling, editing, blogging - 3x as long when you're constantly stopping to nurse, change, soothe, hold. I've been consumed with this idea of "balancing" it all. A little of this, a little of that + zen is supposed to ensue. Until I read this amazing piece about how "the pursuit of balance makes us juggle, + juggling puts us behind... always behind". It dawned on me as a starlight starbright epiphany that striving for balance in all of this is the wrong approach. I mean since when is ANYTHING in life really truly balanced? Even yoga poses feel different from side to side. So my counter balance to the war on balance is proportion. Get the proportions right + all settles slowly into the perfect rhythm + cadence that chaotic life is. + life will always be a little chaotic with unexpected things happening all the time. (such as I've gotten 4 parking tickets in the last week... this was neither expected nor budgeted for)... so next to learning how long things take while caring for a newborn... I'm learning to lean into the sway + embrace the season. + while I promise that this isn't one it's way to becoming either a baby blog or mama blog... here's one quick shot of my little sleeping lady that has only changed my life for the better.
"...because the days may seem long... but the months + the years, they fly by."