Just get in the picture, mama.
This post below recently came up on my Facebook timehop and it got me thinking about all the lessons I still need to learn. There are so many ways I could go here. I could tell you about the importance of meaningful friendships. Of finding people who will speak truth in love. The need for community. Prayer warriors. Cheerleaders. Encouragers. Someone who loves you and your babies. Who’s always good for a laugh, or cry, or both. And, friends, that is so important. And that topic merits it’s own blog post right there. But today, I want to ask you to just get in the picture.
Move from behind that lens.
But what is on my heart right now, is more the importance to move from behind the lens documenting all the moments of our children’s lives to in front of the camera documenting your presence in their lives. Just get in the picture, mamas. Get in the picture tired. Smile with spit up on your shirt. Maternity pants on. Say cheese after an all nighter with the baby. Pose with your hair up, or down, yoga pants, or Sunday best. Get in there. Because, honestly, our kids deserve that. They deserve to see the creator of the memories in the documentation of those memories. They deserve to see you. You in all your glory raising those babies. The real. The raw. The unedited moment at the birthday party, as well as the beautifully retouched family Christmas card photo.
They deserve to have tangible evidence of you, their mom. In that favorite sweatshirt you wore everyday. Of your messy bun you rocked for three months straight when they were colicky. All done up on Easter Sunday. They want that. I want that. I want that for them and for me: to look back and say man, we were tired; wasn’t it great? I wanted that from my mom. I cherish those pictures. Now more than ever. I look at the tired eyes. The smile the day after working the night shift at the hospital. The balancing of three kids on her lap. I see how much went into it. How much she did. How much she loved. I appreciate it even more now as a mom. To have that moment captured of her presence. Of her, and me, and us.
You see, I write this to myself.
I have spent entirely too much time in my life hiding behind the camera. Opting out. Not always wanting to document the tired, messy, imperfect mama behind the lens. Waiting for that perfect moment when I look more presentable. Putting it off until I hit that goal weight. Deleting the unflattering. Missing the point entirely. Life is messy. Motherhood is tiring. Raising babies is not always pretty. It’s not always perfect, but document anyway. Your kids want that picture. You will wish you had that moment captured. Take the picture, mama. You’re beautiful and everyone deserves to see it.
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