Author: Ruth Hametz

Ruth Hametz is a 'Jackie of many trades'. She is a proud Jewess, a devoted wife and a loving mother of six beautiful children. When she is not cooking, cleaning, or running after her twin toddlers she is a photographer, a writer, and lastly a professional chaos handler. Her lasting passion for photography and writing is put to use through her blogging and photo-documenting about real life issues that affect us daily. As a postpartum depression and breast cancer survivor, she focuses a large portion of her work on teaching awareness for mental health and women's health alike. Message her on Facebook @RuthHametzPhotography Follow her blog @theonlysixpackihave.com Instagram @ruthhametzphotography

When life gives you lemons…

August 27, 2018August 27, 20182 Comments

I recently read that the average person hears 30,000 words a day. That doesn’t include repeat words. Insanity. Having 6 kids I hear allot of words a day. Quite frankly, I hear some crazy things on the regular. “Mommy, Mateo is eating something that looks like poop!”. Most of the times the words go in … Continue reading When life gives you lemons…

How PPD saved my life

August 25, 2018August 25, 20182 Comments

I’ve been thinking about how time flies. My kids do and say things sometimes that remind me of the beauties of my childhood. The innocence, and trust in life, laughing till soda squirts out of your nose. It still happens, (minus the nose squirting, lol) but when we were kids I don’t think a day … Continue reading How PPD saved my life

Finding the light at the end of the tunnel

April 12, 2018January 22, 20209 Comments

It’s been a while since my last post. Truthfully, I’ve been putting it off. I find that while I write these blogs I re-live them. Even though months have passed since it all went down, it pains me to dive into the abyss that I felt during that time. ‘Q’ is for quiet I always … Continue reading Finding the light at the end of the tunnel

‘What’s love got to do with it? ‘

March 12, 2018August 27, 20189 Comments

We interrupt our scheduled depressing program for a lighter piece (hopefully lol). We will resume the tear jerking after this brief message… When I was little I remember having two ideas of what love was supposed to be. The kind my parents had, and the kind you see in Disney movies. My parents love always … Continue reading ‘What’s love got to do with it? ‘

‘P’ is for PPD

March 8, 2018January 22, 202025 Comments

I’ve never had a good memory, but once in a while I hear a song, or a smell crosses my path and it triggers vivid memories. Hearing ‘California love’ can actually put me in the passenger seat next to my big sister Chana, driving with the windows down and the music blaring. The smell of … Continue reading ‘P’ is for PPD