{because i was there too} thirty-one photos

A month ago, I embarked upon a self-portrait project (which I'm sure I've mentioned far too many times), in an effort to capture my presence in my daughters' lives and to revive my hibernating creativity.  I had planned to take at least a picture a day for a month.  That didn't really happen.  I almost couldn't find 31 pictures to post, but I did manage to get in front of the camera a few times, and in the process, start enjoying taking pictures again.

I don't plan to continue this photo project, but it has certainly made me think more about "getting into the picture," and I plan to do so as often as possible in the future.  I would hate for my girls to look at photos of their childhood and not see me, because, clearly, I am with them...a lot.  In the process, I also determined that a traditional tripod and I are NOT friends, that a shutter remote would make self-portraits quite a bit easier, and handing the camera off to someone else is sometimes difficult for me.

So, my conclusion?  It was a worthwhile endeavor, and one that I would recommend to any other mother who finds herself taking a billion pictures of her children, but doesn't remember what she looked like a year ago because there isn't a picture to look back on.  Also, my creativity is back...my head is filled with more ideas than I can handle.  Now, I just need to find the time to follow through with them, which leads me to my next challenge:  PATIENCE.  Because with a three month old and a two year old, "free" time is a rare commodity.  I'll have to just let those ideas simmer while I watch my babies grow.