I don't usually write personal blog posts, but I was compelled not only to write this down, but to share it. I am a typically private person, so it's a little weird for me to post even the most tasteful breastfeeding portrait. That being said, I thought it was worth it to encourage other parents out there to take photos of themselves interacting with their children in the mundane moments- the ones you don't often think about in one season of life, but miss terribly in another season.
Last night was the first night in my baby girl's 5 months of life that I didn't go in and nurse her in the middle of the night before I slipped off to bed. (We call this the "dream feed" because babies usually sleep right through it.) Over the past few weeks, when I would go into her room in those wee hours, she would get more and more squirmy, irritable, and seemingly annoyed at the interruption in her sleep. So, two weeks ago, I asked my husband to come down there with me and take photos of me nursing our daughter, so I could remember those sweet times later, once they were behind us. I am SO, SO, SO, glad that I thought to do that.
When, two nights ago, my daughter woke up entirely and began looking around during the "dream feed," I knew those times were officially over. I came upstairs after laying her down and told my husband, "Well, I think that was the last nighttime feeding." It would appear that (barring sickness, or teething, or nightmares) I was right. I am a person who really likes having my nights to myself, so I was surprised at how sad I felt about the end of that little era. Most of the time, when we have "lasts" with our children, we don't realize it until afterward. That's why I consider myself so blessed to have the photos that you'll see below. I was so busy moving on to the next thing, the next phase, etc. with my older children, that I didn't really savor these quiet, mundane moments with them. People savor and remember moments in all kinds of ways- journaling, keeping mementos, scrapbooking, and more. But my way of capturing moments and seasons is (as you might guess) to take photos of them.
I am so grateful to my husband for being willing to take these photos for me and for our daughter. I know I will treasure them for years to come. And for all those nights that I wished I didn't have to interrupt whatever I was doing to go downstairs and nurse this little baby- I am glad for the glimmer of foresight I got that one night two weeks ago, to document this mundane, quiet, boring, sweet, beautiful, dreamy ritual we called the dream feed. I hope that (whatever that ritual is for you) you can go out and do the same!
|She makes me smile!|
|I love to kiss my babies' fingers. <3 td="">3>|
|I love this view. My husband looked pretty silly standing tall behind me, arms outstretched, to catch it. :)|
Thanks for reading my possibly sappy thoughts and looking at Junie's and my sweet nursing portraits, everyone. Now, go capture some memories of your own!