I brought my camera with me to the delivery room because there was no way that I was going to miss any second of my daughter's life by not capturing it, forever in time, in a digital image. Besides, it was imperative that I post the princess to Facebook immediately after getting my netherlands stitched up. Then, I got an iPhone. Did you know they put cameras on those things? Decent cameras with a flash built right in? Needless today say, my daughter is used to her mama bear holding a camera and snapping away. The Diva Bear, endlessly stalked by her paparazzi mom.
Did you know, that if you are the one holding the camera, you rarely end up in the photographs? Sadly, being the worrier that I am thinks "if I were to suddenly get struck down by a speeding vehicle, Ellie would grow up not knowing what her mother looked like. She would not have any pictures of the two of us to frame". Morbid, I know.
Anyway, I was trying to find some research on mothers not being in photographs and this is what I discovered on a google search of hidden mothers
Invisible Mothers, 1800s Retronaut
|photograph: courtesy of www.ridiculouslyinteresting.com|
Does anyone else find this creepy? Apparently, this was a typical practice when trying to expertly capture a sharp image of a wiggly baby in the 1800s. In the 1800s, photographs required very long exposure time and hence why in so many of those grainy, yellowed pictures the people are not smiling. Now imagine trying to keep a baby/toddler still for that long. Imagine having you head covered with an quilt or draped with a curtain for a few hours while you hold squirmy child.
The above makes me very grateful for my snazzy little SLR camera and cell phone camera where I can have an image in seconds.
On the rare occasion that I can convince Andrew or a visiting family member to snap picture of sexy mama (sucking in her post-baby of 3 years belly), Ellie does this:
|Left: Cleavage! Oh wait, don't look at that. . . escaping child. |
Right: my eyes are closed while Ellie is escaping. . . again. Notice a theme?
|A little over-exposed, but I love this one. Ellie's face is precious. It is as though she loves me or something!|
An uncooperative model can lead to bad photographs. . .but most of all. . . it all comes down to the photographer. That's right. I am laying the blame at Andrew's feet. Ha! He just wants to look good. Like he is the preferred parent. Because we all know that Ellie is, indeed, a Daddy's girl.
Some oldies but, goodies of the "Rarely Photographed Mother-Daughter Duo":
A Perfect Photograph
|Upper right: she looks afraid of me :-/|
|This one is still my favorite.|
As to the "hidden mothers" that I googled. . . I finally found the Huffington Post Articles I was looking for:
The Mom Stays in the Picture
Moms Explain Why They're Getting Back In The Picture