I sometimes struggle with accepting my looks, and on my more tired days, I don't feel the need to make a lasting record of the bags under my eyes or my hair that needs a trim but I chose a nap over a haircut the last five times I had the chance to address that.
But then someone said "camera" and "contest" in the same sentence, and I had to get involved. Each day for around two weeks, I took a "selfie" with my son. I may not have won any oft the prizes (there's slight chance that's because my Instagram account is private...oops)., but I feel like my life has changed.
At the end of the project, not only did I feel better about being on camera, but my son had actually started asking for a "Picture, Mama," every day. Sometimes he wanted a picture with his plastic horsey (which looks oddly like a butt, but whatever), but most often, he wanted a picture with meeee.
So, from here on out, I'm getting in more pictures - with my son, with my husband, with my life.
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