Pictures of You

If you're like me, at the start of the year, you are doing a lot of purging. 

Closet organizing. Christmas decor re-organizing.

Teddy bear condensing.

That kind of thing.

And among other things, I began to go through photos : old and new.

So many photos. The older kids as babies always make me smile. And feel a little bit sad.

The vacation pictures always make me wish I was still there.

And then, during all this reminiscing I realized something. 

I have very few photos of me with my children. 

Often times, as mamas, we are the ones behind the camera. Non?

Or else, we're the ones saying "no, no. i look awful right now." "in a minute, i just have to..."

I see hospital photos of other mamas in the with their new babes. Radiant and glowing.

I did not look like that. I did not feel like that.

I really did not want to record it.

Now, I wish I had. 

Afterwards, during the years time of so many sleepless nights, the last thing I wanted to do was be in photos. 

Heck, I'm just happy I had the energy to take photos of the little sleepless wonders.

And now, I regret it. I really do. 

So starting today, I am vowing to take more photos of both myself and my husband with our children. 

Embracing them. 

Loving them. 

Just plain old being present.