The ones where you can really tell a big difference in something.
Want to see mine?
When Caleb was about four months old, we took him to the aquarium for the first time. Here I was a new mom and I was high on life with my little boy. Behind the scenes, I struggled. Every single picture that was made of that special day with my son was a reminder that I wasn't taking care of myself.
In December of 2010, we took another trip to the aquarium. At least I had makeup on this time around. I still wasn't taking care of myself. Yet again I had to edit through so many pictures to find a few that I wasn't absolutely horrified to show the world.
I was brokenhearted for so long over pictures. Caleb is my only child and I want to cherish every single moment with him. When you feel like you're ruining the pictures, it's just plain depressing.
When we went to the aquarium this weekend, I was just plain nervous. I wanted great pictures with my boy. I dreaded coming home and having to weed through all of the pictures that just weren't good enough. I was sick of editing my pictures.
For the first time in Caleb's life, I didn't edit or weed through any of them. I was okay with it all.
I'm not where I want to be, but I am so far away from where I was.
I refuse to be ashamed or embarrassed of any of my pictures now.
I have fought so hard to get to where I am today. So no, I will not shy away from the pictures with my child.