Around this time last year, I was 35 weeks pregnant, limping while I walked because my baby was sitting on my pelvic bone, and a little bit out of my mind because–despite all of my aches and pains, I felt a strange pull to celebrate this season of motherhood by attempting to capture this indescribable emotion that we, as mothers, are all feeling, but can’t quite grasp.
Perhaps it’s our collective lack of sleep, but I think we are all in agreement that there’s some kind of magic to motherhood that we yearn to capture and keep with us forever–anything that we can grasp onto to help us remember this season of life that ebbs and flows, like a beach with the tide. We are all too aware that time is a thief, and sooner than we would like to believe, our smile lines will be a little deeper, our windows will no longer bear the proof of tiny hands and noses smashing against the glass, and our hallways will echo in silence where once there were footsteps, screaming, and laughter. Sweet tiny voices that once called for “mama” will soon sound more mature when asking for “mom”. And before we know it, we will take a step back as we watch our children venture out into this world on their own. Surely we can’t rely on our husband’s to capture this fleeting magic on our iPhone (although, honestly I have 8,487 photos that are too precious to delete, so I pay for the extra storage)
Clearly extremely hormonal and sentimental, I reached out to some ladies in my life to see if they’d be interested in some motherhood sessions. Honestly, I didn’t expect the overwhelming response that I got, and even though I knew it was way too much to take on…I did it anyway…because I was so intensely passionate about this idea and I wanted to see it through for as many women as I could.
Somehow, I survived one day full of motherhood super mini sessions for 35 mamas in my life.
These were quick! 5 glorious minutes for each mom to be in front of the camera with her babies,
dressed up,
makeup on,
hair did.
I had no expectations for how these would turn out, but a blurry vision of hoping to capture a glimmer of that indescribable magic.
“I may never find words beautiful enough to describe what you mean to me, but I will spend the rest of my life searching for them”
-John Mark Green
