A few weeks ago we welcomed the latest addition to the SuperFunkyPenguin family – a little brother for Little Whirlwind. It will be a while before he’s able to help carry my kit and pass me the right lens, but his front-of-camera training has begun.
Looking over the photos of the last few weeks, I’m reminded again of the ever-present-yet-forever-invisible mum paradox. I know I’m not alone in this. Many of my clients have experienced the same (it’s often why they book a photoshoot, in fact).
As Mums, we co-ordinate, plan, schedule and organise, AND we capture special moments, milestones, events and general fun with our smartphones or cameras. We have an abundance of photos of our little ones – with our significant others, siblings, pets, extended family, friends, the Easter Bunny, Father Christmas…
…but where are we?
There may be a few arms-length slightly blurred selfies (yes, I’m guilty of this too), but for the most part, we’re missing.
When your children are grown up and they look back for photos of you (and they inevitably will), what will they find?
This time around I’m being more mindful to actually ask my husband to take photos. Sometimes I set the shot up and direct him through it. Other times, like in the photo below, he surprises me.
I love this photo. Baby is only a few days old, and I’m so exhausted I can’t stay awake. The room’s a tip, everything’s hanging out, and it’s so desperately unflattering. But at the same time, it’s a genuine, beautiful, fleeting moment of reality, and I love it.
So what are you waiting for? Hand the camera over to someone else, and leap forwards into your children’s enduring memories.