On October 18th, my daughter was born and I became the mother of three children. Hundreds of miles away, on the same day, another baby girl was born and another woman added the third child to her family. We were complete strangers at that time, but our love of photography and family brought us together. We started to have a conversation about motherhood with images, because we tell stories with our cameras. Since some tales are so similar, and some are not, we decided to collaborate and share a photo a week from a normal day as a mother to three.
“Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in the pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return.” – Mary Jean Irion
i had plans. you were supposed to be our last child. the older two were going to go to school and you were going to stay home with me. we were finally going to spend some time alone. life was going to slow down so that i could enjoy your littleness. i had all these plans. what i didn’t plan on was your brother deciding to stay home too or another baby entering the picture. but the thing that foiled my plans the most is you. you have never wanted to stay home or be little. instead, every day you wake, get dressed, and beg to go to school. so much for my big plans.
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Long winters make me move furniture around. Old mirrors in new places suddenly entertains like nothing else.