I don’t know what happened.  I was rarely seen without my camera in my hand for months – maybe even a couple years. Lately, I don’t know what it is. I just haven’t wanted to lug it around.  And when I do, like the other night when I took it to a new park, I snap a couple of pics and then put it in the diaper bag.  This sucks.

Canon Rebel T2i {source}

I definitely WANT to keep taking pictures but I’m not sure when my passion fizzled. Maybe it’s partly because the kids are so hard to photograph lately. They never stop moving, sure don’t want to pose, and in no way think that their mama taking their picture 500 times is a priority.  Also, my hands are full of kids or I’m literally chasing after kids, which makes it hard to carry a camera.  

So then I hate blogging all the time with no pictures to share. So then I don’t blog as much, which I hate.  I guess maybe going to the gym and/or running outside after the boys go to bed has also cut into my “me” time. Time that I would have spent uploading and editing and blogging.  Can’t have it all, can we?

Quite a conundrum.  I know. If this isn’t a first world problem, I don’t know what is. 

xo,
~C~