“What I like about photograps is that they capture a moment that’s gone forever, impossible to reproduce.” -Karl Lagerfield
I always have my camera out and I fancy myself an amateur photographer. If a trained photographer looked at my pictures they would say I need work, lots and lots of work. This would be true, except I feel that if beauty is in the eye of the beholder then a great picture is the eye of the viewer. Considering my favorite subject is my family then I think most of my pictures are wonderful. My issue with my pictures is that I have so many with my husband and my children but very few with me. Most times, I don’t want to bug someone by asking if they could take a picture with me in it and this causes me to feel picture remorse. I feel remorse that I missed out on a chance to be in a picture with my children. This is mostly my fault, I don’t ask because most times, my hair is in a pony tail and I am cooking, cleaning or doing something else. Also, no one likes my camera and they think it is difficult to use, but most times no one offers and then I don’t ask.
My daughter is 4 months old and we don’t have a picture of the 4 of us, I have said this when she was one month, two months, three months and now 4 months. Each time I pass up a chance to be in a picture or I am silent on my wish a part of me feels sad. Sad because the passing of time and the speed in which it passes is never more evident than when you have children. The stages of baby move so quick and before you blink, they are walking and talking. I celebrate each stage and milestone with pride but my heart often aches with the realization that they are getting older and changing rapidly. I love the special every day moments that I catch on film with my children. I want more of them, not just the fancy ones that have us color coordinated and posing. I want to look back on pictures and remember how it felt to hold hands with my two year old or snuggle my baby, photos capture moments that pass quickly and they are needed for a million reasons. I couldn’t list them all but for me the most important reasons are to show my daughters what mommy was like when they were little. Not just the tired, teeth brushing, bath giving mommy. The mommy who is filled with love for her babies, who rushes home to see them and misses them all day long. The fun mommy who builds towers, crawls on the floor and knows all the tickle spots that make my girls giggle. The mommy that earned the tight hugs and feels satisfaction when she finally stops at night.
I recently saw an interview on Good Morning America about a mom who felt a similar way. I went online and read her blog and with her words she hit a cord. I included the link and would like you to read what she has to say. In her article she has a challenge that I have decided to accept. In one year I hope to look back at my pictures and see more of me! For the mommies that avoid the camera or don’t ask for a chance to be in a picture, I hope you accept the same challenge. Let’s show our children that we didn’t just plan every detail of the holidays and the birthdays but that we were there, enjoying it alongside them.