I really don’t know why it took me so long to figure this one out. That I would treasure my photos of MYSELF with my children. That time goes by so quickly. That it’s really really hard to remember what life was like even just a few
years minutes ago. That a meaningful image can bring back so many memories of a happy (or sad, or frustrating, or loving…) time. That these memories are an important part of who we are. Who are we without our past and our memories? It’s hard to say. I definitely endorse living in the moment and embracing the present, but part of how we approach that is by applying our own past experiences and wisdom to the present moment. I recently participated in a workshop offered by Everything Bloom (I highly recommend this forum to aspiring photographers, or anyone just interested in improving their skills) that questioned everything about how I approach my photography. Child photography, newborn photography, family photography, all of it. But especially photography with my own self being documented. Enter the self-portrait project. It was a little strange and entirely uncomfortable to be in my own photos, and it brought a whole new meaning to the term “family photography” but it was an incredible experience and I’m so happy I did it. I will treasure these images and remember how special these moments were alone with my littlest daughter. And how happy and loving and so full of life these two sisters were at this time in our lives.
Moms, please get in more photos with your littles. I promise you will appreciate them someday. To all you Nashville moms, I have a little something special up my sleeve for this Mother’s Day, so stay tuned!!!!