Yesterday felt like the last day of summer. Yes, of course, we have a little less than twenty days left. But my boys spent the entire day yesterday on the beach under the sun. Today we stayed home, there were clouds in the sky and my feet were cold as they walked across our kitchen floor. This is my second year that I will not be heading back to teach tomorrow, and it still feels a little funny.

I’m also feeling somewhat guilty as summer comes to a close. Between a growing belly, potty training two boys, and still trying to find my footing in what can feel lonely at times as a stay at home mom and photographer, I have done nothing but wish the summer away.

But as I look back at the photos I took from this summer I realize that we still managed to make memories. My boys became little fish after four weeks of swimming lessons, they made messes of the backyard, and had so much cousin time. So as hard as this summer was chasing around two boys in this pregnant body of mine I’m thankful for the things they will remember.