You’re the memory keeper, the one who knows where the favorite blanket is, the one who shows up every day, even on the hard ones. And yet, you’re usually the one behind the camera.
love
This is your permission to be seen. To step into the frame with your kids. To exist in photos they’ll hold onto forever, just you, in your motherhood, exactly as you are. Because one day, they won’t care what you looked like or if your hair was perfect, they’ll just want to remember how it felt to be loved by you.
