If you’ve welcomed a baby into your life recently, you likely have taken countless photos. From the moment they arrived, every precious moment has been meticulously documented and shared. With just a smartphone in hand, capturing those milestones has become effortless. Whether through text, email, or social media, you can showcase your little one to the world—what a gift this is!
My youngest child is now five, and I have a photograph of her from nearly every day of her life. During my hospital stay with her, I snapped an impressive 266 pictures—just from my own camera, excluding those taken by my husband, her grandparents, or other visitors. In fact, I have more images of her early days than I do for the first few months of my oldest son’s life, and that realization saddens me. My oldest son, who is now 13 and eight years older than my youngest, was born in 2008, a time when smartphones and social media were not yet part of our daily lives. My husband brought along his bulky camera to capture memories of our firstborn, and we took a handful of photos—it was the norm back then.
Reflecting on that time, I realize I didn’t think to take hundreds of pictures. Instead, I was present, enjoying the moment, gazing into his eyes, and inhaling that sweet newborn scent. Most of the photos I have of him as a baby were taken with a shiny red Kodak Easy Share camera—my husband’s thoughtful gift. We couldn’t afford much back then, so having my own camera felt like a luxury. I would occasionally upload a photo to Facebook, but the digital landscape was much simpler.
While it’s true that not having the pressures of social media was a blessing, I sometimes wish I had more recorded memories of my firstborn. I don’t have videos of him taking his first steps or repeating adorable words, relying solely on my memory for those moments. As I had more children, technology improved. I got my first iPhone shortly before my second son was born in 2010, and while I still didn’t capture as much as I do now, there are definitely more early memories of him compared to his older brother. His first bites of food and giggles were preserved on video.
My third son, born in 2013, has videos from the hospital and was announced on Facebook just hours after his birth. This was when I began documenting my children’s lives almost daily, sharing moments on multiple platforms. With my daughter arriving after three boys, my social media feeds exploded with her pictures, from bows to princess gowns. It became a routine to share their lives online.
I hope my children will understand that the fewer photos from their older brother’s early years don’t reflect a lack of love or interest, but rather the limitations of the technology at the time. I don’t love him any less for it; in fact, we share a unique bond because those moments were just for us, not the world.
Looking back, I sometimes feel nostalgic about the missed opportunities to capture more of my oldest son’s childhood. If the technology had been as advanced as it is now, I would have countless more memories preserved. Yet, I don’t regret the lack of social media validation during that time; it allowed me to enjoy my first experience of motherhood in its purest form.
I don’t resent the evolution of smartphones and social media, as they have enriched my life and career. However, I can’t help but feel a tinge of sadness when I realize that my older boys don’t have as much visual documentation as their younger siblings. I must cherish the memories that live on in my heart, even if I can’t pull them up on my phone.
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Summary
The author reflects on the bittersweet experience of documenting her children’s early lives, particularly lamenting the lack of photographs and videos of her firstborn due to the limited technology of the time. While she cherishes the more recent advancements that allow for greater documentation of her younger children’s lives, she acknowledges the special bond formed through the moments shared solely between her and her oldest son. Despite feelings of nostalgia, she embraces the memories held in her heart.