I was thrilled when she offered to come to my house to photograph my family…as we are...in our own element. I love this concept.
It is no secret that I’m a bit of a recovering perfectionist. I’ve let expectations and “not quite good enough” rob me of many an opportunity, with the promise of what could or should be:
I’m not at my ideal weight. The house isn’t how I want it yet. The kids should be older. My hair hasn’t grown out yet.
If we're looking for them, there are so many reasons to put off unique experiences and opportunities, and so many excuses to not get in front of the camera with our kids, just as we are, right now.
We brushed our hair and got dressed, but otherwise, Beth came over on a normal morning at breakfast time. Troy made breakfast, the boys drew and colored at the island, Liam made me coffee, and I did a little painting. I wish she could have been with us all day. After seeing these sweet photos, I can think of a million other ordinary moments I now want captured: Moments I take for granted, everyday routines that I will miss someday.
Someday…the eight of us will not try to remember a perfect version of ourselves, but how we really were, in all our awkward, chaotic glory. I think I will treasure these lifestyle photos (and all the everyday pics I snap, though less lovely) perhaps more so than the perfectly styled photos we can never seem to quite achieve or live up to.
The present is fleeting, friends. I'm grateful for the privilege of capturing the moments we so often overlook...to treasure for a lifetime.