So here's the truth. I've been a mama for just shy of 23 months. And in that time, I have never been sad about the fact that a phase will end or that my baby's growing up. It's all good. It's better every day. I believe that. I really do.
But there's something about her right now (or maybe there's something about that second baby in my belly) that makes it hurt a little bit to breathe when I look at these photos.
That face. That soft skin. That hair in a pony. The way she holds her pen. The way she repeats all the words we throw at her. The way she grips that blanket. The tiptoes. The fingers. The thumb. The eyes. All of her. Every inch. I want to burn it onto my brain. I want to swim in it. These days. These moments. This is it, huh?
This is all it...until tomorrow.
Keep growing, my smart, beautiful, charming, brave Ellerie Eve. Mama's cheering for you (through the tears).
These photos are part of my "film project" where I take a roll of film of Ellerie each month. You can see all of these posts here. I shoot with an old film camera similar to this and this lens. I buy my film on amazon and from my local photo shop, Nelson's Photo Supply. I have my photos printed at Nelson's. These images are un-retouched digital scans of the film.