Several of you called me out on my last post, noting that I was visibily absent from the photos. For that I thank you.
It's easy to justify not being in pictures when you're usually the one taking them (hey moms!). It's even easier when you are right in the middle of life in the newborn fog. And it's really not ok. I of all people should know better. I'm going to blink my eyes and Bowie is going to be ten (I swear that just happened with Ripley). There should be some proof that I was there too. And not just in the background, behind the camera.
So early this morning I was taking a few quick pics of Bowie and Phoenix. Rather than stash the camera and move on with the day, I put it in Phoenix's hands, gave him instructions, and hopped in front of the lens with sweet Baby Bo. I'm clearly exhausted, the photo is a little out of focus, but I'm so unbelieveably happy. And when Bowie gets a little older and looks at all these photos of his first days he should see that for himself. That his mommy loves him so much more than she cares about looking good or rested for a photo. That's what is truly important.
Authenticity over vanity, for the win. Thanks for keeping me in check, friends. xo