I bet you take a lot of pictures. I do. Loads. I take SO many photos, but how many are you actually in?
Someone close to us tragically lost her husband to cancer a few years ago. Recently she said something to me that really struck a chord. After he died, they went through their numerous photographs to find pictures of them together as a family to be featured in a memory book. As they went through the hundreds and hundreds of pictures, she found with horror, that there just weren’t any.
“This can’t be” she thought, looking harder through the albums, through their phones and through boxes of loose prints. Sadly, after hours of looking, she came to the sad realisation that there were no more than a handful of photographs taken of them together as either a couple or a whole family.
This made me think.
I take literally thousands of photographs of my children, desperately trying to capture them as they are at that moment. But what will they really have to look back on?
They have lots of photos where they are looking at their Mummy, but how many with their Mummy? There are lots of photos of each of them with their Daddy, because guess what? Mummy is the photo nut and is always taking pictures.
How many photographs will they have of their parents together? Other than the day we got married, there are no more than a handful of pictures of me with my husband.
As the snaps we take today will become the “old photographs” of tomorrow, I have realised that this current situation cannot continue.
I know what you’re going to say
You hate having your photograph taken, right? Quite frankly, so do I. For a long time I refused to have my picture taken. Any photos that were taken I immediately hid, deciding I hated them because my eyes / nose / chin looked funny, or I looked fat / tired / generally rough.
But where does this leave us?
Not only passing on negative messages about how we feel about ourselves on to our children. We are also denying our children something that they will one day crave, a glimpse back in time at their beautiful young Mummy. And I don’t care how you think you look or how old you actually are, to your child you are beautiful and you will never be as young again as you are today.
So, I have developed the “Mummy Moments Challenge”.
Quite simply, take the photos in the list below. Well, don’t take the photos, be in the photos, get someone else to take them. Then tag 3 fabulous Mums that you know. (Don’t forget to share this so that they know what to do) and they can take some photos of their Mummy Moments too.
Here are the photos you need to take;
1. A photograph of yourself with each of your children separately
2. A photograph of you with your husband or partner. If you don’t have a partner, make it a picture of you with whoever is your best friend, your partner in crime.
3. A photograph of all of you, your husband or partner & all of your children together.
I am trying, I really am, but there are still very few photos of me with my children. So I am going to challenge myself to get in the picture.
Who else will take up the challenge?