I’m always preaching about photographing the natural–about capturing authentic moments and allowing oneself to be photographed in a documentary style, even if that means being exposed or vulnerable. I’m going to preach it even louder now…
I had the rare and incredible opportunity to be photographed with my girls in this style just 2 weeks ago when my good friend Paige Elizabeth flew in for a visit. We hung out, caught up, dug up old memories and then photographed each other. Paige spent the night so that I could photograph her at twilight and then she would wake at dawn (poor thing) and photograph us in the morning doing our thing. I was nervous. I feel uncomfortable in my postpartum skin and know that in the mornings, I’m not exactly a sight for sore eyes. But I cherish these mornings with my girls. They are truly our “girl” time. Jesse writes screen plays so he stays up really late at night working and does the night shift. I wake up early in the mornings and do the morning shift. We also have been sleeping in separate rooms because of our crazy schedule and Sylvie’s night feedings.
And so the morning goes–Momo always wakes me up. Unless Sylvie wakes me up first, but that is rare–she likes to sleep. Momo likes to catch the worm, (err, chocolate milk) so to speak. She always brings all of her lovies down with her and gently wakes me saying, “It’s morning time, mommy”. Then I need coffee. Lots of coffee. And then more coffee. And sometimes we play and sometimes we just wake up in front of the TV for a bit. They are often long, hard mornings, as I am naturally a night owl, but I love them–and my girls are growing so fast that I just had to have this ritual documented before it all changes. Which it does so very fast in parenthood.
Paige documented our morning so perfectly. I am IN LOVE with these images and all that they hold within them. I am eternally grateful to have such a gracious, talented friend that can photograph us so beautifully. Even with my wrinkles, messy bedhead, and postpartum belly, I am proud of how I look as a mother.
So I am sharing these and am going to preach it again, because I believe every Mama (or Papa) needs images like this. They are truly moments caught on film forever. One day we will weep with gratitude over them–I know I will.