16 Apr I Confess
I confess, sometimes I might go a little overboard when it comes to photography. Meaning that nothing is sacred around here and that at any given moment I might try to capture a photo. I weild my camera around like a western gun slinger with little regard for unwilling subjects.
I think I may be trying to justify it to myself by repeating phrases like “it’s not as bad as it sounds” or “I’m not hurting anybody” but it’s how I keep myself from feeling like a bad mom I guess. So, I confess today. Not that I take photos of my kids ALL the time but rather that I was actually worried that my kids might get upset with me because of what I said (and showed) on a video I recently was in for Romi Lassally and her new book; admitting that I thought I might go too far sometimes but, I don’t feel bad enough to stop. Gulp.
Thankfully, today, I can report good news on that front. After hearing my short-photo-True-Mom Confession todayon the Today Show my oldest daughter actually high-fived me. And when my daughter saw her pretty pout larger than life on TV she smiled. I actually opened myself up to her wrath by asking if it bothered her that she was pouting in the picture. She answered no. Whew.
me: Do you remember when I took that picture? You were in the bath.
her: Yes. But I hope no one can see my boobs.
me: Don’t worry honey, that photo is just of your face. I would never share a photo that shows your boobs.
her: Oh good.
So, although I say that nothing is sacred around here, I do in fact have my own personal lines that I will not cross when it comes to sharing photos of my kids. Like boobs.
And just because I can’t resist, the entire bath time shoot was not a pout fest, I offer these other shots that were taken in the same afternoon.
Do you have a True Mom Confession to make? You are welcome to spill the beans here (with photos if you have them) or do it anonymously at TruuConfessions.com. And you can check out the book True Mom Confessions: Real Moms Get Real by Romi Lassally too for all kinds of confessions (good, bad and ugly). It’s nice to know we’re not alone.