Fleeting moments

 
A few weeks ago my husband asked me if I was taking pictures to document this pregnancy. When I thought about it, the answer was no. He reminded me that I would regret it if I didn't start. I admit that I'm tired from chasing Liam around and doing so carrying a belly double it's size, and taking photos seems like extra effort these days but I know even a year from now, I'll be sad I missed so many moments I wish I would have documented.
 So, I pulled out my camera that hasn't been used since Christmas(!!) and made a goal to keep it out and within arms reach for the next month and see what happens when it's easily accessible.
So far I've noticed I capture moments I wouldn't have even noticed before. I don't miss moments I wish I could have gotten. I can leave my phone in another room and spend time with Liam, my undivided attention, without feeling like need my phone in case I want to take a photo.

This moment for example. My 3 year old will soon be too big to sit in my lap like this. He won't want to sit on this chair and tell me about his favorite things, what he did that day, or asked to be rocked. Are these perfect "Instagram" photos? No. My livingroom isn't staged, there are no coordinating colors, these aren't photos you'd find in a magazine. But it's real and definitely a perfect moment.

I think this goal may be a permanent thing.