On October 18th, my daughter was born and I became the mother of three children. Hundreds of miles away, on the same day, another baby girl was born and another woman added the third child to her family. We were complete strangers at that time, but our love of photography and family brought us together. We started to have a conversation about motherhood with images, because we tell stories with our cameras. Since some tales are so similar, and some are not, we decided to collaborate and share a photo a week from a normal day as a mother to three.

“Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in the pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return.”

― Mary Jean Irion

  When one of you is off doing something after school, there is this strange quiet that seems nice on the surface, peaceful even, but it isn't right. You are my pack, my girls, and I just don't feel complete without all three of you surrounding me. Photo by Click Click Love Facebook :: Website  

 

When one of you is off doing something after school, there is this strange quiet that seems nice on the surface, peaceful even, but it isn't right. You are my pack, my girls, and I just don't feel complete without all three of you surrounding me.

Photo by Click Click Love

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  i often fantasize about what things will look like at home when the piles and piles and bags and bags of laundry disappear.  but then i don't see you sitting there among it all and this makes me sad.  so i pop those bubbles.  and i focus on you instead.     Photo by Heather Robinson Photography Blog :: Facebook  

 

i often fantasize about what things will look like at home when the piles and piles and bags and bags of laundry disappear.  but then i don't see you sitting there among it all and this makes me sad.  so i pop those bubbles.  and i focus on you instead.  

 

Photo by Heather Robinson Photography

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