I think before I started my first 365 (366) project, I assumed I’d be carrying my camera everywhere.

Well, I’ve got six other hands that belong to three bodies that need something pretty much all the time, often all at the same time, and only two of my own so my camera just can’t be an extension of me at all times practically speaking.

I missed three days this month, one or two because of potty training when all hands are on deck and the two I’ve got spent the majority of three days carrying a certain someone back and forth to the toilet or wiping up puddles off the floor.  The third because in all honesty a lot of this month was spent feeling completely beat in this ongoing game of three against one, and shooting just didn’t feel right.

But I’m committed to this project for my personal growth, documenting my family, and mostly what I’ve recently uncovered of what it does for me.

Of course there are days that it feels like I’m shooting just because I need to for that day and haven’t done it yet, but most days, when I decide to pick up my camera, it’s because time almost slows down for me like you see characters experiencing cinematically in a movie.  I’m noticing the light and the way it influences the scene unfolding before me, and it’s like I stop, but everything else continues on around me, and I just get to watch.

It makes me catch my breath a bit, these parts of life, this part of motherhood I’ve experienced.

And I get to watch.

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Our February, below.

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