Me

As the person most behind the camera, I don’t make it into many pictures.  When we first got the camera, Knut shot one picture of me, and that was the one in the “About Us” page.  I was determined to replace it, though.

The other night I had to go to a meeting, so I was showered with my hair sort of done in a “daring” side pony, and was actually wearing make up and clean clothes.  Solveig was in a cute little outfit, too.  So before Solveig and I ran out to the meeting, and while Knut was starting to dish the kids up for supper, I pulled him away and said: “Can you take a picture of me for the blog?  I actually have clean clothes and make up and my hair is done!  Quick, take a picture!”

Anyone relate?

I kept Solveig in the portrait so I wouldn’t feel so cheesy.  Having her on my hip helped it feel normal.

We didn’t notice until later that Solveig had pulled out some of my ponytail, forming a little hair fuzz just before this picture was taken.  I decided to use it anyway, because you know what?  That’s reality.  I can shower and put on a clean dress every Sunday morning, and yet I have not arrived clean to church in nearly 7 years.  I can try to get my picture taken, and race from the mirror to the porch (our room with the most light) and in that millisecond before the picture is taken, someone messes it up.

That is life.  I am a mommy.  I wear my hair poof proudly.