There is really nothing I hate about being a photographer. I mean, it’s right up there with my writing. It’s just one of those things that I am passionate about, one of those things that I couldn’t ever imagine myself not doing.
But if there is really one thing that I would complain about with my profession, it’s that there is really no such thing as a “vacation”. See, when you’re a photographer, you’re doing your job even when you’re on vacation. Take your camera along anywhere (which I tend to do simply because I feel naked without it), and you feel this overwhelming pressure to capture every single moment of a gathering or event instead of just being able to kick back, relax, and enjoy yourself.
I’ve been so swamped the past several weeks, trying to finish up photo orders and the last few sessions of the year while simultaneously trying to move and get through the craziness of the holidays, that I nearly made myself sick just in time for Christmas. There’s only so long I can survive on just 3-4 hours of sleep a night before my body starts sending me SOS signals in the form of migraines and any other random ailment that happens to be going around at the time.
Finally, as Steven and I were making the last minute preparations to go spend Christmas with my folks in Bertrand, I decided it was time for me to give in, relax, and just focus on spending time with my loved ones for a few days.
Boy, has it felt good!
Unfortunately, that means my camera (and my writing for that matter) have also been taking a bit of a hiatus. Instead of trying to record my daughter from 17 different angles opening each of her Christmas gifts, I had fun sitting down on the floor with her and helping her tear into the wrapping paper. And instead of stressing about trying to chase her down to get a picture of her in the beautiful little Christmas dress that she wore to church on Christmas Eve, I took her out into the children’s playroom and colored pictures with her when she got fussy and needed a break from the service.
The only bad part is that means I don’t have a lot of cute pictures to share just yet. But don’t worry, Christmas isn’t quite over for us yet. And the obsessive photographer in me will make sure that I get enough photos of my daughter’s 2nd Christmas to fill a couple pages in an album.
What I did manage to get today (while on my little mini-photographer-vacation) were a couple of shots and an adorable video of Miss Cadence and her cousin Odin riding in the little Power Wheels Gator that Santa brought to their Papa Luethje’s house for Christmas. I promise I will add some more later, but for now, I’m just going to enjoy the rest of my vacation.
Enjoy! And Merry Christmas!!!