Even though Mother’s Day was last week, I’m still going to post about it. Because being a mom is largely what defines me, and being a mom is the reason I started this photographic journey in the first place.
I am not a perfect mother. I know that. I’m not even close to being perfect. I’ve always said that it’s very difficult for me to be friends with people who can’t complain about their kids. Go ahead and judge me, but it’s the honest truth. I love my three kids (actually,there needs to be a bigger word for love) but there are days when I can’t take one more minute of being a referee, chauffeur, hand towel, teacher, cleaning lady, chef (okay fine, sous chef) and I need to vent.. big time. It’s hard (again, there needs to be a bigger word for hard), but at the end of the day when I go into each of their rooms to check on them before I go to bed (yes, I STILL check to see that they’re breathing!!), I feel this overwhelming sense of pride in what Tock and I have created. I know I’m not perfect, and I’m okay with that, because you know what? My kids think I am, and that’s good enough for me.
Someone once told me that when you become a mom you get to see what it’s like for your heart to live outside of your body. It’s so true, don’t you think?
Here are my 3 loves, on a Mother’s Day stroll at Rye Beach to collect sea glass.
How did i miss this post??? I’m with you on every single word –you are my first phone call on the days that I totally suck at this and YOU always have a way of making me feel like I am doing this perfectly fine. Or fine enough. 🙂 Especially this week. Love you.