A day in my life - Vancouver Family Photographer
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My days are spent in the company of one 4-year-old and two 3-year-olds. It goes something like this:

-Woken up between 5:30 and 6 (often like this: Mamma, I pooooopeeed).

-Drink at least two cups of coffee. Cold.

-Hear the word why more frequently than I can count.

-Go from a clean kitchen to a total disaster area in one meal (repeat x3).

-Dress three children in full rain garb to go outside.

-Walk around like mother duck with three kids in tow around the neighbourhood. Rain or shine.

-Undress three kids who are soaking wet from pretending puddles are swimming pools. 

-Step on toys and utter some choice expletives.

-Make lunch x3 plus adult.

-Eat my lunch in increments. Then, while chewing, console one kid who squirmed off the chair, wipe another kid’s butt and help the third kid turn off the tap after managing to turn it on but not being tall enough to turn it back off. Mind you, I’m still chewing my food through all of this. And I didn’t make it up, it happened. 

-Say I love you more in one day than I have in my entire life.

-Get so many hugs I feel lonely when I have a few minutes to myself.

-Laugh at my kids hilarious fart jokes or just phrasing they come up with. Here’s a recent fav: Looking into the toilet while I flush #2: "Bye, bye poop! Have a good time!"

-Shower with the bathroom door open and expect to go stomping out, full of wet and shampoo dripping into my eyes because one kid has decided the other kid has a toy he wanted to play with yesterday. Also true story.

-Feel like a terrible mom.

-Feel like a supermom.

-Take so many photographs that my children has named my camera and get disconcerted if I leave him at home because he’ll feel lonely. 

-Count the minutes between 4pm and 5pm when my partner gets home and I can hand over the reins to him.

-Clean the kitchen for a minimum of 30 minutes.

-Sit down at my computer at 8pm, excited that I can finally start my work day.

-Go to bed at 11pm. 

And repeat.