Recently I was asked to be a part of a very special group of woman, specifically mothers, who started an amazing blog that aims at capturing what it is like to be knee and heart deep in motherhood. There are the diaper changes, sleepless nights, crying, but there are also the moments that stop you in your tracks and are such a beautiful reminder that these tiny little beings are the greatest gift, and watching them grow and being a part of shaping their lives is a pretty incredible thing. Before this invitation I was really struggling to take pictures just for me. The big camera only seemed to come out on holidays and birthdays and photoshoots, and I was relying solely on my iPhone to capture the every day moments. But bringing my camera out just to capture our mundane going-ons has re-ignited something in me. It has reminded me what I love most about photography. It's not the smiley, happy portraits where everyone is looking and smiling. It's the water droplets on his smooth back and the way his hair touches his neck and the way the little one copies everything the big one is doing. A bath is no extraordinary event. But this day? This day it was.
Here is a link to the blog (are those some talented mamas or what?!): http://icarryyourheartblog.com/