In recent years, I’ve come across numerous discussions encouraging mothers to not only capture moments of their children but also to be part of those memories. Too often, we find ourselves behind the camera, documenting family trips and special occasions, while we remain absent from the photos. And when we do make an appearance, it’s usually a moment when our hair is unkempt, our makeup is minimal, and our outfits are less than ideal, leading us to delete those images without a second thought.
These voices reminding mothers to join in the photos highlight a poignant truth: our children will cherish these images of us long after we are gone. They will want to look back on shared experiences, adventures, and the joy reflected in our eyes while we were with them. So, why worry about how we look? Our children won’t care; they’ll simply want memories of their mother, especially when they are older and looking back at those moments.
However, these discussions often overlook the fact that it’s not just our children who will want these photographs. We, too, will yearn to see ourselves alongside them, reliving the joy of motherhood. I know this all too well, as my own experiences have shown me the significance of being present in photos.
Two years ago, my brother tragically passed away at a young age. Since then, my mom has been grappling with her grief, compounded by the realization that she has very few photos of them together. Like many mothers, she often stepped out of the frame, focusing instead on capturing moments of us kids. Back then, group selfies were not common, and my dad rarely thought to take pictures of us with her.
My mom also shied away from the camera because she was self-conscious about her post-pregnancy body and didn’t want unflattering images to be seen. Now, she deeply regrets not being in more pictures with my brother. Her sorrow fuels my determination to be present in photos with my children, disregarding my appearance. I don’t want to simply remember their adorable faces; I want to see my own face reflecting the love I have for them.
I cherish the photos taken by family and myself where I’m sharing silly moments with my son or capturing my daughter’s first smile. Even now, looking back at these images brings me immense joy and perspective. Sometimes, when I reflect on my parenting journey, I feel overwhelmed with regret and self-doubt, recalling the tough times with a fussy baby or the days spent indoors with a restless toddler battling one illness after another.
Yet, browsing through my phone’s camera roll reveals countless moments of laughter and joy amidst the chaos. I see evidence of my love for them, captured in those images. I want to remember those joyful times, and I hope my children will too. When they look back on their childhood, I want them to see their mother’s presence and the love in her eyes.
None of us should have to endure the pain my mother has faced, losing a child and regretting the absence of photographs. We should be able to look back on a lifetime of memories with our families, relishing the moments we were all together.
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In summary, being in photos with our children is essential not only for their memories but ours as well. We should embrace our presence in these moments, regardless of our appearance, to celebrate the love and joy of motherhood.