Life through my lens looks pretty good, right? And that’s because life is pretty good. My children are fantastic and are mostly happy and healthy. The longest either of them has ever spent in hospital were the five days Belgium insists you stay in hospital after giving birth (although I actually think I only made it to four with Amélie and three with Charlie before begging them to let me go). That makes me feel pretty lucky. My husband loves me and puts up with me (most of the time). I have a job that I enjoy and that allows us to live without too many financial concerns (just so long as I can keep my camera buying urges under control). I am exceptionally lucky. I try not to take that for granted too much. But that doesn’t mean that everything is always sunshine and buttercups. We have our moments too. Charlie has far too many accidents – it seems like only a matter of time before ambulances will have to be involved. It’s like being made to stand on the edge of a cliff with very strong winds and just waiting for the gust that will push you over. And he’s started vomiting every night and we have no idea why. Amélie is tired and finding it hard to focus at school. She’s also full of self-doubt which makes me hurt to the very core. Because she is one of the most beautiful, funniest, wisest, kindest people I know. So don’t let the lens fool you. We are just like any other family. We have our ups and downs. I just tend to avoid documenting them because they’re not the bits I want to remember. I did however want to catch this for the record:This is Charlie having his teeth done. He does not like having his teeth done, clearly. And this is Amélie. Who should never ever doubt just how wonderful she is. Ever.
Not all sunshine and buttercups
September 29, 2012