But I noticed something over the past six weeks. I didn't take many pictures. For lent, I gave up blogging, along with other things. This left me with no place to show and tell stories through my camera lens, so I basically stopped. In fact I didn't take a single picture for the first two weeks of lent and I could tell someithing was missing. I missed seeing little fingers clutched around a spoon, or eyes focused on pushing a car around the room. Of course I still saw everyting my children were doing, I just wasn't seeing it.
It's so easy for me to be present with my children. I'm with half of them all day long. Every hour. I greet them in the morning as they are waking and I am with them when they shut their eyes and fall asleep after a long day. But it's different when you look at them from behind the camera lens. I love to get really close and take pictures of bits and pieces of them. Hands, eyes, hair, feet, shoes. And so while I briefly posponed taking the pictures, I felt like I wasn't taking the time to see my children. Taking pictures and blogging bring me joy. They really do. I get to sit back and look at all that God has blessed us with. I get to really see it. I never want to get too accustomed to our blessings, our children, home, health, TJ's job, the fact that I am home with them all day, for granted. I want to keep looking and watching our children closely, capturing their littleness.....forever.