transitions are hard
especially the kind that bring an end to intensely sweet stage of life. The time we moms have a home with our babies is the shortest, and the longest. It’s the sweetest and the hardest. In almost every way, it’s a contradiction, a time of extremes. Of wonder, and of monotony. Of falling in love, and falling asleep.
Without a doubt, the time is spent building a bond, and negotiating the attachment of parent and child. And no matter how long or short the leave is, no mother is quite ready for it to end.
the more I shoot documentary sessions,
the more I have come to appreciate the little moments – the not-really-very-exciting moments. Because in our real life, every little moment is a piece of a real story. And for V. and her 7-month-old daughter G., every little moment told the story of their last week at home together.
We planned for me to arrive during G.’s first nap of the day. I wanted to be there when she woke up. Other than that, we had no plans but to let V. and G. go about their normal routine – to let that day unfold and capture for them both what this stage of life looked like. Before it’s over.