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Welcome to Overexposed

In July of 2006 I started a blog as a way of showcasing my images to family and friends.  I was feeling very self-conscious about blogging (and still do - it's all a bit pretentious and self-promoting, don't you think?) and named the blog Overexposed because it played off a photography term and aptly described how I was feeling at the time.

Over the years, Overexposed has evolved into an online journal of sorts ... a place where I can showcase things both silly and serious and keep in touch with clients, family and friends alike. 

Thank you (so very much) for stopping by.

xoxo,

Rebecca

*Image by the talented and all-around wonderful Anna Jones.

Road Trip Recap: Days 1, 2 & 3

I am writing this recap from a small inn in historic Nauvoo, Illinois approximately 1000 miles into our summer adventure.  Last Thursday my selfless sister “Caz” flew into Chapel Hill for a very brief visit and returned to Utah with my baby monkey on her lap.  We set off a few hours later for Indianapolis - a 10 hour drive that stretched into 13 after lunch and dinner stops and waaaaay too many bathroom stops inbetween.  Here are a few hightlights from Day 1 that I want to remember:

– Favorite quote:  a toss up between Noah bursting into tears two hours into our trip and sobbing, “Oh no Mommy!  We left my baby brother at home!”  or on a bathroom break me asking Noah if he was too hot in the car because he felt sweaty and he said, “I can’t be sweaty Mom.  I’m not wearing a sweater.”

– Favorite landmark name:  Nameless Creek

– Favorite meltdown:  Joshua’s 90 minute late-afternoon tantrum that culminated in him yelling, “The only part about road trips that I like is being at Grandma’s house.  I hate riding in the car.  Can you drop me off at the nearest airport so I can just fly to Grandma’s?”

– Favorite mishap:  Noah throwing up within minutes of arriving at our friends’ gorgeous new home (maybe a full glass of sprite, 3 apples and a fruit leather didn’t make such a good dinner?).

Day 2 (Sunday) was officially our day of rest.  We slept in, enjoyed an hour of church, and then spent the afternoon and evening visiting with good friends.  The temperature was mild, the air was breezy, and the kids were (for the most part) happy.  What could be better?

Day 3 (today) has been full of road trip adventure, excitement and mishaps.  Rural Indiana and Illinois are so beautiful and I can’t get enough of the rolling hills, farm land, and old barns.  It really has been both a hilarious and wonderful day.  Here are the highlights I don’t want to forget:

– Eating at the “Adventure Zone” in Nauvoo.  A perfect way for the monkeys to burn excess energy, a less then perfect way to eat dinner in a beautiful little historic town on a gorgeous night.  Think warehouse + Chuck-E-Cheese and that is the Adventure Zone.  Awesome doesn’t begin to cover it.

– Typing “Indianapolis Airport” into my GPS and having it take me to the old and very empty airport where my brave friend Amy was most definitely not waiting for us to pick her up.

– Pulling over to the side of the highway to quickly grab some water bottles out of the back of my car and having several of my bags topple out of the van and spill all over the road (I had forgotten Michael had been rummaging around back there earlier and had upset the balance).  I was laughing so hard that Amy had to assist me in picking everything up.

– Arriving at our historic Inn and picking up both our info packet and key from the mailbox in front (we arrived after hours) and then going to our room later that night to find it full of luggage.  Huh?  The layout of the suite suggested that perhaps we shared a bathroom with another family?  Ew.  And most definitely not what we signed up for.  I had Amy put the boys in the tub while I called the after hours number only to find out that we were in someone else’s room.  The woman on the phone was laughing so hard she could barely talk and suggested we “make a break for it”.  We yanked the monkeys out of the tub, packed up as fast as we could and booked it to the correct room before anyone caught us.  Seriously?  I’m still laughing about it hours later …

Anyway, it’s late and the monkeys are all finally snoozing.  Time to clean up from a day well spent and ready for more adventures tomorrow.  Did I mention there is a fudge shop across the street from our Inn?  I have a feeling tomorrow is going to be a very good day indeed.  ;)

xoxo,

Rebecca

p.s. booking for Utah photo sessions has officially started.  Details can be found here.

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Road Trip 2009: Crazy, Crazy, Crazy!

I like to think of myself as an adventurous road warrior, but now that I’m prepping for our summer road trip I’m thinking it’s more likely I’m just plain crazy.  What do you think?  This is our route out, which will take us (us meaning me, my very brave friend Amy, and the 3 biggest monkeys (baby monkey is flying out with his Aunt Caz)) about 6 days:

roadtripThe way home is even more, um, INSANE with a trip up to Portland and Seattle first.  This time Dr. Dan will be with us, but so will baby monkey.  We’ll take 7 days to drive home with stops in Yellowstone, the Tetons and Jackson Hole after which we’ll pretty much just book it home:

roadtrip2Think I maybe went a little overboard this year?  At this rate, next year’s road trip is going to look something like this:

roadtrip4A girl can dream, right?  Just kidding!  Sort of.  ;)  We leave early early Saturday morning and will be gone around 6 weeks.  Crazy, crazy, crazy.  But fun crazy, right?

xoxo,

Rebecca

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A Simple Explanation

I have a simple explanation for my sudden inability to blog - one that all Moms can relate to.  Are you ready?  Here goes:

The monkeys are out of school.  Oh the insanity!

I try to sneak into my office to work, but it isn’t long before I have one, two, three or all FOUR monkeys vying for my attention.  Sigh.  Such is the life of the working Mama.

I’ll leave you with an image from yesterday during my attempt to get something (anything!) done at my computer.  Monkey Noah climbed into my lap and requested Photobooth.  He looked so cute in his plaid pajamas.  How could I say no?

photo-215More soon.  We leave on our insanely crazy (and hopefully insanely fun) roadtrip to Utah in 8 short days.  I can’t wait to tell you all about it.

xoxo,

Rebecca

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Location Search

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*Update 6/21:  We’ve got all our locations worked out.  Thanks all!

Live in Utah?  Want a free Darling Art photo session?  You can have one.  Details here.

Have a great weekend everyone!

Reb

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A Mother’s Work

My dear friend and Darling Art assistant Nicole and I have spent countless hours talking about pregnancy and birth.  Our conversations began when Nicole was working for me last fall and I was pregnant and she was wishing and hoping to be pregnant with her first.  It wasn’t long before she had good news to share.  And it wasn’t much later when she handed me an early ultrasound picture and patiently awaited my reaction to the clear picture of TWO babies growing in her tummy.  I screamed and yelled and jumped up and down and had a silly smile on my face for weeks.  TWO babies in Nicole’s tummy.  Wow.

Nicole invited me to attend the birth of her identical twin boys and I’ve spent months in anxious anticipation - I’ve never attended a birth that didn’t involve me as the laboring woman.  I would be going as a friend, doula-of-sorts, and photographer.  What would this experience be like with a little space between myself and the intensity, work and pain associated with birthing a child?  No doubt it would be amazing.

With Baby A head down but Baby B in a breech position, Nicole was scheduled for a c-section last Tuesday.  We arrived at Labor and Delivery in the morning for what we thought would be a quick procedure.  But an ultrasound revealed that Baby B had turned head down, so Nicole was admitted and the pitocin drip began.  We had no idea what was in store for us now … I scrambled to arrange childcare, went home quickly to gather up snacks and belongings, and headed back for the big event.  The adrenaline rush of it all was wonderful.

21 hours later, Nicole started pushing and after 4 and 1/2 hours of hard work, Baby A was born.  6 pounds, 5 ounces and absolutely adorable.  We hoped Baby B would follow quickly.  He did not.  This is when things went from intense to really really really intense.  Nicole hadn’t eaten in 2 days.  She hadn’t slept either.  She had already pushed 4 and 1/2 hours to deliver one baby and she was no doubt exhausted.  After 4 more hours of pushing we stopped to regroup for a bit.  Baby B was sunny-side-up and making slow progress.  The OB mentioned the possibility of a c-section (nooooo - not after all this!) and we all cried a bit.  Nicole was in excruciating pain, worn out and scared.  We were all scared.  As I watched Nicole continue pushing, I turned to her mother-in-law and said with a shaky voice, “I wish there was some way I could push for her so she could rest.  She’s been super human, but how much more can she take?” and the mother-in-law turned to me and matter-of-factly replied, “But this is her work.” and left it at that.  Wow.  I stepped out to cry and regroup and then was by Nicole’s side holding her hand and encouraging her while she continued her work.  After another hour of pushing (for a total of 9 and 1/2 hours between both babies) Baby B was born with “assistance” (a nice was of saying vacuum extraction).  He was 6 pounds, 14 ounces and just as adorable as his look-alike older brother.

Be it in pregnancy, labor or child-rearing mothers are an amazing bunch.  Our bodies are incredible.  Our strength and tenacity as we raise our children is equally incredible.  I went into this experience admittedly baby hungry (Owen is so sweet and easy, can you blame me?) and came out knowing again what has already been confirmed to me:  that my role in growing and delivering babies is now strictly a supportive one.  My work now lies in raising my monkeys to be strong, responsible, smart, considerate human beings.  And it’s a task I need to tackle with as much patience and endurance as Nicole tackled the labor and delivery of her beautiful boys.

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Five Point Five

Owen is 5 and 1/2 months already.  Is it just me, or does it seem like Father Time has hit an accelerator button somewhere?

What to say about baby-O at five months?  Physically, he’s managed to morph into yet another baby.  It seems with every 5 pounds he gains his look changes entirely.  Right now he’s very much channeling baby Noah, just with a little less cheek and a little more chin.  Somewhere between months 4 and 5 his auburn hair fell out everywhere except right in front.  He started to resemble Sally Brown so much that we buzzed the mop off (much to her horror) and now it’s growing in fast and thick and blond.  He still has wonderful “baby chi” (as my friend Melissa would say) but it’s a much more exuberant aura.  He’s really just an adorable, chubby little package of endorphins.  He looks at me (well, at everyone actually) like he’s in love, and it makes my heart feel like it’s going to burst right out of my chest.  I miss him when I’m not with him and when I am with him I wonder how I can let him grow up.  Please God, don’t let him grow up!

I have loads of images I want to take, but there never seems to be enough time.  I think this next week I’m going to have to go on a to-do list strike and photograph instead.  I’m making a concerted effort to actually be in some of the photographs I’ve been dreaming up (wouldn’t that be a novelty?) so Dr. Dan and the monkeys may get to play photographer.  Here is an image Dan shot of me and my baby-O last Sunday, just before church.  It’s cheesy, but I don’t care - I really do just adore my baby monkey.

Happy weekend!

xoxo

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Monkey Love

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Too Many Kids in the Tub

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Take a Look!

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Hello All!

If you feel so inclined, please take a look at the latest post on the Darling Art blog.  I really truly would love to know what you think.  You can find it here.

xoxo,

Reb

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Digging Out

I’ve been getting phone calls and emails from a few worried friends and thought I’d briefly check in.  We are alive and well.  With the help of a dear friend who is acting as an Owen-snuggler-personal-assistant-chef-housekeeper-therapist twice a week, I am finally making some forward progress around here.  We’ve let some things go (or coincidentally been let go … I’ll miss you so much girls!), re-prioritized, and regrouped.  For the first time in a long time I’m feeling like just being human is okay … no more wonder woman.  Just woman thank-you-very-much.  We’ve been busy, we’ve all been sick, but things have somehow been peaceful at the same time.  We’ve needed a few quiet weeks, and we’ll likely need a few more as we wrap up the school year and prep for another amazing summer adventure (more on that later).

Utah photo sessions and mentoring sessions will be announced on the Darling Art blog soon, so stay tuned.  In the mean time, thanks for being patient as we figure out how to balance life as a family of six.

With much love,

Reb

p.s. I’ll leave you all with an image from our amazing adventure last summer.  Here we are under the St. Louis Arch, which was an appropriate stop as we made our way west.  This year our adventure is going to take us further North.  I can’t wait to share our crazy plans …

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