I’ve watched terrible zombie movies that had me crying from laughter, as I saw zombies stumble around and mutter unrecognizable words and sounds.  I thought where did they come up with this stuff?

Waking stiffly each morning after only a few hours of interrupted sleep I stumble around getting the kids ready for their day with dark circles under my eyes and my body at an awful kilter.  Attempting to get it together, I often hand Nate a cute my little pony bowl with a little purple spoon and Lana a large Star Wars bowl with Nate’s favorite silver spoon.  I confuse dates, read numbers backwards, and call Nate-Kenny, Lana-Nate, and Dez-Lana, Nate, or even Andre.  Usually one of the kids call me out with cute comments and even cuter giggles.

Thinking back I remember witnessing these characteristics and much of this behavior with my mom… and Andres’ mom.  That’s when it dawned on me that those silly movies must have been inspired by moms like me.  Real life walking zombies.  Not gross gory people with the instinct to kill, but moms in a catatonic state willing to sacrifice ego and self pride for the greater good of our family.

So, with this thought I embrace the zombie within in me and this temporary stage as I dance the days away with Michael Jackson’s Thriller blaring in my head.

Now to the photos.  Here’s my little, 3 month old, man that with his 4 nightly feedings and 3 to 5 startles is causing me to be in this catatonic state.  Oh… but don’t worry he so worth it!!!

I was working on a clients images and Dez was being absolutely adorable and I couldn’t resist seizing the moment.  I used the beautiful natural light coming from my office window and his soft white blanket which created a perfect natural reflector.  Shot with my Canon 5D Mark II and 24-70 2.8L