These moments won’t be here forever mama so, take the photo.
I struggle so hard with taking photos of myself with the kids unless I’m at least looking presentable. That doesn’t happen often so, most of the time it’s just photos of the kids being cute or photos of them being cute with dad. But, then I look back at photos from the day and I feel a tightening in my chest.
What happens when they are older and looking back at photos? They won’t see any with their mom and then wonder…why didn’t mom take more photos with me?
It hits me like a ton of bricks EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. Of course, I love them with every single fiber in my body and I was meant to be their momma so just the thought of them thinking I don’t love them enough to be in the photos with them hurts my heart. Heck, anything that involves my babies usually hurts my heart because well…they’re my babies.
We do the photoshoots for family photos but, that’s all forced and posed. Nothing is a real, raw moment.
Now, I may have to tell my husband to take the photo for me cause lord knows that man doesn’t get it. Love him to pieces but he doesn’t. I’ve had to force myself to turn that selfie camera on and smile with the kids even though I’m wearing sweats, a baggy tee and probably wearing a bun in my hair with zero makeup on. Especially on the days that depression has hit hard and to be honest, I’ve had more days like that lately then I’d like to admit.
We have to take those photos. The ones where we aren’t dressed up. The ones where our kids might have blue teeth from a candy they probably shouldn’t have eaten but did anyway because it’s been that kind of day. The ones where our daughter says “mommy smile” and takes a photo of you for her phone. We are THEIR role models and I want my girls to be strong, independent, and confident in their skin. I want my son to know that a woman doesn’t have to be all dolled up for her to be pretty. Sometimes being pretty is those leggings and a tee.
Take the photos that your babies are going to look back and say “hey kids wanna see me when I was little with grandma?”