So.. it has suddenly occured to me (purhaps over the past few years or so, we can't rush these things!!) that I hate photographs. Of myself that is, everyone else?! Yes I love them, have them everywhere, of me? Negative!!Unless they have been taken by a professional, they always seem to be alot nicer, you know edited and stuff.
Right , so I hate photographs of myself, and DH isn't the best at using inituative and grabbing the camera either, me?! I am snap happy and have the nickname "Pappa" (aka paparazzi).
However, just because I hate photos of myself, doesn't mean my kids will hate them too.Infact,probably the opposite. They will want to know what their Mum looked like when they were little.
What her hair was like, how frumpy she looked, what the clothes for the era were like, did we look like her when she was young?
And because of this new thought, we now have these;
Still no the best, the wrong position, and I feel and look like a big , fat ......... mumma, but there I am , late August, 2011, with the 3 most precious people in my life.