This isn't an easy confession to make. I hate photographing my kids. I don't mean with my phone. I mean the kind of pictures you might want to hang on the wall. My kids don't listen to me when I ask for a smile. I have no problem taking pictures of other people's children. In fact, I enjoy it. But with my own kids, I always grow impatient and frustrated and no great pictures come out of it. I've decided to change all of this. It's me. I'm the problem. And I also have made zero effort to be photographed WITH them. I'm always the one behind the camera making threats and sipping from a flask (kidding). I am increasingly aware these days of how quickly time is zipping by. Teeth are falling out left and right. They're all reading. They need me less and less. And when I really stop and think about it, puberty isn't far away. If THAT thought doesn't make you want to run and snap photos of your sweet innocent pre-pubescent offspring, I don't know what will.
But I've been putting off taking pictures for the above stated reasons. (and I'll also add "they have nothing to wear" to the list) I caught myself once again waiting for the perfect time, the perfect reason to actually go through with it. I know that time will never come. Soon they'll be wearing braces and growing body hair and I will weep for days gone by, with nothing but iPhone photos to look back on. It was now or never. I decided that portraits OF my kids and WITH my kids were worth some physical and mental work on my part. So I dedicated an entire day to this task. A little bribery in the form of ice cream sundaes helped my cause.
Here are some of the portraits we shot. I photographed the kids and my husband and photography sidekick Ben took the shots that I am in. I love these. I didn't get a shot of all three kids yet, or a shot of all of us and the poses are far from perfect, but I can always try again. When the kids ate their ice cream sundaes, I had a glass of wine. My frustration was a small price to pay for the gorgeous memories we created. I just ordered prints of these images and I will post an update when I've got them on the wall. I am really guilty of not printing and displaying my work at home. That's also about to change. And so I'm continuing to learn...it's really important to stop waiting for perfection. There will never be a perfect time. You'll never find yourself at the perfect weight, age, or dress size. The days will just keep whizzing by and you'll only be left with regret over what you didn't do. I'm happy I made myself do this. At least when I'm explaining the birds and the bees in a few years or balking at the orthodontist bill, I can look at these sweet faces while I cry over how fast time flies.