Last year I started a project where I took a self portrait of me and my three kids together once a month. I will admit I didn’t finish out the year with my goal, but that’s not the point! The reason I share is that in the time I was doing those self portraits I learned something important.
The days I was struggling.
The days I didn’t want to be in a photo.
The days I felt like a bad mom…
those were the days I needed to be in photos with my kids the most. When I took the time to be creative (for me creative time is always soul-filling!), to be happy (forced or not!) and to focus on the kiddos (without any distractions), I almost instantly felt better.
But that’s not where the goodness ends, because later I actually SAW the photos.
I saw their little arms around me.
I saw their smiles.
I saw MY smile.
I saw how much they love me, imperfections and all. Not every individual moment of motherhood feels amazing, it just can’t! So, having tangible proof that I can look at and SEE THE LOVE… It’s priceless!
Often times we think the best times for photos is when the kids are perfectly happy and we’re in a great place feeling good about our weight and our hair and our home. But I don’t know. I think the best time for photos doesn’t actually exist. Every time is a good time for photos. It’s easy to agree to them and sign up for them when you’re rockin at life. But don’t count out the magical healing powers love-filled images to have on an open heart that could use a little TLC. Just sayin!