Men, take the damn picture

Looking over photos of the last few months with a new baby, I see so many pictures of my kids and my husband holding the baby. We took pics of every person who came to the hospital, holding the baby. We took more pics of everyone who visited the house those first couple of weeks, holding the baby.

Rarely do you see me, holding the baby, unless it’s a selfie.

If I ask my husband why he never takes pictures of me with the kids, he says, “you never like pictures of yourself.”

Take them anyway!!!

I may not love every picture, and want it on social media, but years from now I will be grateful to have them. Yes, like most women, I pick apart my photos. I say, “ugh I look big in that one” or “can you crop my arm out of that one?” Sometimes I look like I’m missing a tooth, because I have one that curves inward. Sometimes my husband just takes the photo at the most unflattering angle possible.

But, I don’t want to look back on my life and only see selfies, pictures of my dinner and memes. I want to see that I was there too, being a part of it all. That I was being silly with Gabbie, or falling asleep holding Cece or snuggled up with Millie on the couch watching a movie.

I want to know that I was there in the moment and someone captured it…without me asking and posing.

So, in closing, men, take the damn picture!