A Normal Day
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 might not do spontaneous well, but I do it and I do it often. And some days, it is such a success I just want to stop planning everything with everyone and just go for it. Today was one of those days. Who knew that there would be these driftwood houses? Or the turquoise waters that were warm? Who knew we could make it work with nothing but a few towels, one diaper, two bottles of water and some sunscreen . . . but we did.
Photo by Olivia Gatti
