My picture taking devices and I have decided to enter into a conscious uncoupling.
After many holidays spent together and countless forgotten uploads, we have decided that we can not carry on in the same way we have been. It’s just not sustainable.
We want to remember our children’s formative years, but are unable to manage the deluge of photos that result from trying to create a visual history of every family moment. We are at an impasse. We simply have no idea what the hell to do with all of these pictures.
We enter into this fully understanding that we may have a very small pool of pictures for the senior slide show, but we feel confident that our children know that they are special and loved without us capturing every time they wipe their nose or complete a school project.
In the end, we hope that this brings us closer together. If we get our face out of the phone, from behind the camera, or wherever we’ve been hiding, we might just experience what’s happening around us.
As of today, we will be limiting photography to things that are cute on Instagram.
Thank you for respecting this very hard and private decision. We are confident that it is the right one for our family.
It’s not like there are any pictures of me anyway.
#tenyearsaparent is a weekly blog series about what I’ve learned in my first ten years as a parent. Whether you’re a parent nodding in agreement or shaking your head with disgust or a non-parent using these posts as birth control (the surgeon general wants me to tell you that reading blog posts about parenting is not an effective form of birth control), I’ll be spilling the beans on what parenting is really all about.
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