Monthly Archives: June 2012

The Webb Family

Last week I had the privilege to spend the morning with the Webb family!  Avon and Paxton are three and one and busy busy busy!  I had my work cut out for me keeping them in one place let alone getting them to look at me.  I had to laugh at myself making the silly noises my mom used to make to get our attention as kids.  These are a few of my favorites from the day.

Link Love.

Happy Friday!

We’ve got another busy weekend headed our way with street fairs, Rockies games, an engagement party, and dinner with friends.  You know what that means….lots of photos next week!

Speaking of photo’s, this past Monday I did my first shoot in a long time that was purely for business instead of fun.  I gave them the images yesterday and was a mess of anxiety all night until I finally heard from them.  I got both texts and a Facebook message with better reviews than I dared hope for.  They LOVED them!  I thought I might cry and I was so excited to tell Jon I couldn’t sleep.  So I’ll be posting those over the weekend.

A friend of mine told me I was posting too many links and that she hardly ever clicks on them.  I found this information insane because I’m a link-aholic.  I’m going to keep posting the links on Friday for a few more weeks to see if the ‘clicking traffic’ picks up, but if it doesn’t maybe I’ll try something different!  For now I’ll just do quality over quantity and pick a few.

Have a fantastic weekend and thank you for all time high blog views, likes, and comments this week!

An amazingly functional and beautiful website jam packed with every hair tip imaginable.

If you have an iPhone PLEASE click on this link – I learned so many easy things that I never knew about my phone.  It feels like I have a new one!

With all the baby talk this week I thought I’d link about it as well!  Things I never would have thought of!

A very sweet post from one of my favorite blogs with a very sweet video at the end.  It’s all about love.

Weekend Recap

This last weekend was a busy one that ended with a relaxing night in City Park.

Here’s some photo’s if you care to see : )

We brought some muscle in case things got outta hand.This guy was NOT with us.But this crazy lady was.
Ready for some impressive volleyball action?

I have no idea where this guy came from.  He was intense.  Too intense for a shirt at least.Never did learn how to overhand.  Is that a term?  All I know is my arms were red by the end and I was whiny.  The Denver sky gave us a beautiful sunset as we wrapped up and headed home.

Missin’ my girl.

All I did was dig through a few boxes for my new blog feature “Throwback Thursdays” which will start tomorrow…found some pictures of Livi and then all this happened.

I remember very clearly the morning I left.

Eyes exhausted, mind racing, throat sore from swallowing down my nerves, fears and sadness.

I scooped Livi up out of her crib and laid her on the floor to change her diaper.  I was trying to avoid looking her in the eyes but they eventually met and with that the crocodile tears that I had pointlessly tried to keep swallowed down silently and heavily rolled down my face.

I forced smiles at her as I picked her back up and held her tight to walk down the stairs to the kitchen for breakfast.

There was a quiet and nervous energy in the house that day.

My car was sitting outside in the driveway with a tankful of gas.  It was packed to the brim with all that I didn’t send in the moving truck, ready and waiting to transport me to a new city, new home, and new life.

We all shuffled around the kitchen, the entryway, the driveway until there I was standing with the drivers door open doing everything I could think of to avoid getting in.

Why did this feel so much different from when I left for college?  Why did it feel so much worse?

Because I went to college 45 minutes away from home and saw my mom and family multiple times a week.

Because when I went to college I didn’t have a little sister.

People have always said about Livi that she is an ‘old soul’.  Born three months early and at two pounds she started her life with a pain that most people don’t have to deal with until they’re much older.

She’s always been wise.

She’s always been knowing.

She’s always been able to look right through people in an incredible way.

It’s always been a little bit surprising and that morning was no different.

I’ll never forget the way she looked at me, barely two years old, knowing that something was happening but not quite sure what.  So observant.  So aware.  She was somber, and quiet, which only made me all the more sad.

Standing in the driveway, I picked her little pajama clad body up and wrapped myself around her.  She just laid her head on my shoulder, let me cry, and waited what felt like a very long time until I was ready to let her go.

I didn’t know what to do, I had to just set her down.  My parents came next with hugs, tears, ‘i love you’ and ‘we’re proud of you’ and before I knew it I was sobbing my way down highway 9 towards my favorite boy and my favorite city.

Very dramatic I realize.  But it stands out as one of the most vivid and memorable days of my entire life.  I thought that my heart was going to shatter in two that morning.

Once on the road and nearing Denver, when I realized I was still living and breathing, I became very excited for my new life.  But facing my family that morning and really truly leaving was astoundingly difficult.  It remained so for the next…oh…six years.

I’ve been missing Miss Livi lately.

Since day one it’s been difficult for me to be away from her, but as time goes on, it really does get easier.  But for some reason it was harder than it has been to leave her this time.  I’m sure it’s due to the wonderful Memorial Day weekend we spent with her and my family in MN.

I used to truly believe that she could forget me.  That she would forget me.

One of my second most vivid memories was after a particularly long time apart at the beginning of my life in Denver.

Jon and I were back at the lake and I had been experiencing INSANE amounts of anxiety that she would have no idea who I was.

Not even that.  I was worried she would know exactly who I was, but that she would be nervous, shy, and uncomfortable around me.

I wouldn’t blame her.

But it would kill me.

I got the phone call that they were on their way.

I remember pacing the cabin.

I got the phone call that they were there which I knew because I had been nervously staring out the window for six hours.

It plays in slow motion every time I re-imagine it happening.

I opened the back door of the cabin and saw the tail end of my moms van sticking out.  I watched her come around the edge of the drivers side, a quick wave, heading toward the back to let Livi out.

I was already nervous and on the verge of tears.

Livi rounded the corner and hesitantly started walking down the hill towards the lake.

I held my breath and powered forward, acting like I didn’t care, managing my expectations with every bit of self control I had.

She’s going to walk right past me.  She’s going to cling to my Mom and not look at me.  She’s going to cry when I try and talk to her.

Instead she broke into a run.  She started running down the hill.

Oh my God it’s happening.  She’s going to run past me.  She hate’s me.  Act like you don’t care, focus on your Mom, she’s just a two year old…who cares.

Instead, she looked straight at me, continued running down the hill with a grin on her face and LITERALLY leapt right into my arms.

It was right out of a damn movie.

I completely choked up, remained as still as possible while I just held her, like the day I left home, and let wave upon wave of gratitude wash all over me.

It was easily one of the best moments of my entire life.  That little girl had NO IDEA how much I unfairly had wrapped up in her that day.

Anyways.  I’ve been missing Livi.

Luckily for me I’ll be scooping her 6 year old self up in less than a month when we go back to Minnesota for the 4th of July.  I’m pretty lucky to be her big sister.  She’s an amazingly sweet and kind little girl and it’s been such a blast to watch her grow up.

As if things weren’t dramatic enough already, I’ve been wanting to post this video for awhile now.  It’s a stunning music video for the band Gotye and their song (my favorite on the album) Bronte.  It reminds me very much of Livi, it reminds me of how bittersweet it felt to leave that morning for Denver, but most of all it reminds me of our ‘Neverland’ back yard where my siblings and I grew up.  Grab your tissues Mom.

Help! I need somebody. Help! Not just anybody.

I would like to start this post by thanking everyone who took the time to read my entry yesterday.  Midwest Mountainess had an all time high on daily site visits nearly doubling the previous number.  I had a sneaking suspicion that the mentioning of babies would get everyone going.

Too bad it’s the last you’ll be hearing about that for awhile.

At least until my next period is late. (sorry boys I should have warned you)

Speaking of site visits, blog stats, and daily readers, I wanted to take a minute and ask you all for a little help if I could.

I’m trying to increase daily traffic to my blog and so far the only way I’ve been successful is by posting new entries on Facebook.  I’d like to avoid having to do that with every post because I don’t want to annoy people and also because I don’t want people only to come to my blog when I tell them to.

I want them to want to come here – everyday.  I’m going to help them want to do that by trying to post every single weekday, at least once, and consistently in the morning (except for today).

If you’ll look over to the right of this sentence and then up, you’ll see a little space for you to type in your e-mail address and then a button that says  ‘follow me’.  You’ll also see the number of followers I currently have, which at this exact moment is 19.  I KNOW from the site stats yesterday that way more people than that are reading.

If you are a random person that accidentally stumbled upon my blog, don’t hit the follow button (unless you want to) if you don’t like what you see.  I can dig it.

But if you’re someone else, say someone like my mom (my first follower) who LOVES my blog, hit that button!  All that happens is you’ll get an e-mail whenever I publish a post.  Simple.

If eventually my bouts of anxiety and photo’s of my cat become too much for you to handle, you can simple unfollow me in the same e-mails.  Simple.  Mean…but simple.

Another way to keep up with Midwest Mountainess (for those of you not computer savvy) is to add me to your bookmarks.  On my computer I have a bookmark titled ‘blogs’ with a drop down menu of every single blog that I read and I go through that list every single day.  My goal lis to be in lot’s of people’s ‘daily reads’.  We shall see.

The third thing I’d like help with is…MORE COMMENTS!  Especially on Midwest Mountainess instead of on Facebook.  If you liked it – tell me!  If you didn’t – get lost!  : )

The NEXT (and final) thing I wanted help with (I know…sooooo needy) is the naming of my “photography business”.  That got quotes because it is SO NOT a business yet, hence the question I’m about to ask.

What in the hell should I call it?

Here are a few names I’ve been mulling over.

ALI HENDRICKSON PHOTOGRAPHY

-Pro’s

  • simple
  • to the point
  • will always be my name no matter where I go, live etc.

-Cons

  • everybody names their photography business like this
  • doesn’t stand out

My other option was exactly the same but different.

ALI KINKADE PHOTOGRAPHY

-Pros

  • see above
  • I get to use my old last name (which I love)

-Cons

  • again…not very original

MIDWEST MOUNTAINESS PHOTOGRAPHY

-Pros

  • slightly more original
  • might catch the eye of someone from the midwest
  • ties into my blog

-Cons

  • too specific?
  • kinda hokey?

MOUNTAINESS PHOTOGRAPHY, MOUNTAINESS IMAGES or MOUNTAINESS something else (taking suggestions)

-Pros

  • original
  • ties into my blog without being the same thing
  • i can grow both ‘businesses’ together and cohesively
  • speaks to where I live and would do business

-Cons

  • cheesy?
  • too specific to where I live and would do business

I don’t know guys.  It’s a big step but I need to decide so I can get the branding going, business cards printed, website started etc.  What a great opportunity for you all to leave a comment in the comments section!  : )

Go ahead and vote!  Voting will be open for a week and I’ll let you know the results once it’s over.