This is me, Hilary. I am a young mom, learning as I go. I'm not afraid to say things are hard, or that I'm not supermom. I'm a full-time working mother, and balancing my life with family and work and logging it all consumes most of my time. And in the spirit of full disclosure, I do not do the cooking. There, I said it.
This is my husband, Brian, who keeps me sane and laughs at me when I am taking pictures of every. single. step. of cheesemaking or digging holes. He's the one that doesn't take life too seriously and enjoys every moment. I strive to be more like him.
We have a son, Jameson, a petite little baby always trying for the next big thing before he can do it on his own. I've already taught him how to smile on command by having a constant camera in his face. He's all gums, going on two teeth. He hates rocking chairs and gliders, but loves the swing outside.
And here is our dog, Sasha, who reminds me daily that in the end, life is all about the people you love. Neither Jameson nor Sasha realize exactly how big she is. She thinks she is a 140 pound lap dog.
In the span of a year, Brian and I were married, moved and had a baby. In the midst of this chaos, I write. I hope you'll join our journey: commiserate in the sad, share happiness in the joy, and maybe just a nod of acknowledgement in the everyday of life.