Birth of a Blogger

This is my birthday. Of a blog that is. I hope you give me a little room for errors as I'm sure there will be a few, if not many. So how do I want to celebrate my birth of a blog? I could write a verbose report of my life to date and how I wound up typing to a screened audience but I figure if I can capture your attention and get a reader or two, perhaps you will follow along and start to fill in the blanks.

My first outing in weeks, since the birth of (no, not a blog), but my baby daughter, sent me to the Muttart Conservatory for a photo session. It is a secret desire of mine to take a photo that I don't have to photoshop first to make it look presentable. So I went with my daughter bundled in a sling, my point-n-shoot with a few added accessories, my instructor who happens to be a fabulous shutterbug and has photographed my children, my mama's group, and my family, and a little bit of wishful thinking that I too, could become a celebrated photographer. Well, I'll settle for a great mom that takes great pictures but heck, I can dream.

It took me a while to kinda figure out what I was doing. I had not touched my camera in a few weeks as I was too busy being 43 wks pregnant (I'm proud of that one!) and now caring for my little bundle. It has only been my husband taking photos of his little girl and her more than loving brother. He, of course, loves the Auto features but I am determined to stay away and learn about the Law of Reciprocity (did I get that right??). Apertures, shutter speeds, ISO's, exposure, depth of field... wt??? Alright, I'm trying to learn. And I'm a bit sloooooowww.

So I snapped away. I even managed to use my tripod for the first time. Thanks to some help snuggling the baby!! They are no National Geographic shots but I'm darn proud of them. If not for how clear some of the pics turned out (especially being off the Auto mode) but for the fact that I think I learned a little something about what the aperture actually does.