Have you ever looked back through a fun or exciting time at your photos and realized you aren’t in any/many of them? This happens to me all the time. My son, now 11 years old, has thousands of baby photos, I’m probably in 10 of them. I was there every day, I was with him, holding him, feeding him, playing and so much more. Most of the time I am the mom behind the camera. My husband has no desire to take photos (although he recently learned to use his iphone for photos). I’m also not a huge fan of, “hey stranger, can you take a candid shot of me and my kids?” The other struggle is I tell myself that my hair isn’t right, my thighs are too big, or maybe tomorrow. Recently, a local photographer and friend, someone I have known since high school, after all this is Rhode Island, asked me if she could photograph me with my children. I jumped at the chance. My babies aren’t little and cutesy any more, we can’t wrap them in pretty swaddles or hang them from little tiny branches. They have gaping holes where teeth used to be, pre adolescent hair that doesn’t follow directions. They have scars from fun expeditions involving rocks, water, and slippery shoes and attitudes that are monstrous. They are beautiful to me. I wanted to share the magical work of the very talented Bethany of Bethany O Photography. My children described Bethany as “awesome” and it was a photo shoot like none other, it included a discussion on brackish water, clamming, and changing tides. It was more like hanging out with a new friend, who happened to hold a camera from time to time.
So, here I share. Enjoy!