My precious niece just turned 1 this past weekend. She is fun to be around with. She is full of emotions, she is a little happy baby.
Happy birthday Liora, and thanks to my brother and sister-in-law for allowing me to be a photographer to capture the story of their family.
My sweet heart turned five. She turned from a toddler into a little girl right before my eyes. With all of the changes, you have been a challenge, though. You don’t listen to me. You talk back. I have to beg you to brush your teeth and put shoes on and clean your room. I know that doesn’t sound terribly trying, but it is incredible how hard it is to get someone as small as you are out the door.
But we end every day the same way. Kisses and hugs and I say “I love you and say: “I love you too”
I love you forever and ever and ever. Happy birthday.
This is my one month old model Adil. He is a very special baby in the family. I am so glad that I am taking a part of this child’s story. Loving a baby is a circular business, a kind of feedback loop. The more you give the more you get and the more you get the more you feel like giving. I wish this family to always enjoy the growth of their long awaited son and may he bring them only positive energy and lighten their house with love, joy, laughter and peace.
Every day we have plenty of opportunities to get angry, stressed or offended. But what you’re doing when you indulge these negative emotions is giving something outside yourself power over your happiness. You can choose to not let little things upset you. Lesson learned from school.
When speaking with my girlfriends about sending your children to school for the first time, I often say I will be very emotional mom. It was two years ago with my son and I still remember it like it was today, 5 minutes ago. I was wiping my tears after the bus picked him up from home. But it is different when your daughter begins her new journey to knowledge. As I was preparing her cloth from the night to the morning routine and special hair due, I was remembering myself. I was always dressed neatly and beautifully. My mother would spent the entire summer running from store to store, finding us very expensive European uniform and she always did extra from knitting to creating hair pieces. After we were done this morning, I looked at my precious gem, hugged her and cried. If only my mom would be with us, she would have been happy and emotional like me.
For all schoolchildren fall marks a new beginning. I wish my daughter to be as happy and as beautiful as she was back in Pre-School. May all her dreams come true and may this path to be as excited and interesting as it was while we were dreaming BIG!!!