Through the Eyes of Children

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I’m cradling my youngest on the kitchen floor in case she throws up again. I’m asking for the fourth time that my oldest stop taking photos and give me my phone back. I’m prepping shirts for our tie-dye project.  I’m pulling up my pants after using a museum bathroom. I’m trying to get some work done on the computer. I’m getting a haircut.  I’m doing the dishes. I’m completely exhausted and can’t possible LOOK AT THIS one more time. All of these moments have something in common.

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All of these are moments in which my daughter has snapped a candid photo of me. Only when I look through my phone or my camera at these random photos do I really give much thought to how my daughters see me. I don’t often consider how I look. I don’t own any makeup and am not one to accessorize much. But beyond how I look or dress, I have considered even less how they really see me. I often feel invisible as I ask for the fourth time with no response if they’d like waffles or pancakes for breakfast.  It’s easy to fall into the habit of running through life on routines when you have two little kids. It’s easy to be on autopilot, not giving a second thought to all those exasperated sighs and eye rolls that make up motherhood.

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So this is a call to action for myself. I ‘d like to keep my body language and my facial expressions in mind (and maybe in check) more often.  That being said, I certainly don’t want to spend my whole life with a fake smile on my face. I want my children to know that life isn’t always easy but I don’t want them to think they are the cause of any of my less than happy feelings.  I want them to know when they’ve upset me by hitting or kicking me or each other, but I don’t want them to know when I am upset with their dad over something petty.

I don’t want my oldest to see me rolling my eyes when she tries to push her way into my lap because she’s jealous I’m holding the baby. I don’t want my youngest to see me washing dishes and scowling at the mess that was left behind.  I want the memories we make to be cherished. I don’t ever want them to think they were a burden to us. Parenting is hard work, but most great things require hard work.

 

* All photos taken by my preschooler.

8 comments on “Through the Eyes of Children”

  1. I just love trying to see the world through their eyes, and seeing me through their eyes seems so valuable. Time to look through the pictures my kids take!

  2. Oh, I love this so much! You look great, even in candid photos, so bless your heart. I love that your preschooler takes photos of you … I think that is so sweet. And you are right — it’s so easy to forget what our body language and facial expressions are telling our kids. Also, unrelated, but I feel a little better that you’re also getting ignored when asking basic questions, such as breakfast options. I was starting to worry about my daughter’s hearing!

  3. This is a good lesson in mindfulness, Jenn. I LOVE the pictures your daughter took — she obviously worships you.

  4. Great post jenn! I too like finding random pics my son takes in my phone – though most manage to be of my feet! Thanks for the reminder of the impact of the little things!

  5. What an opportunity to see what your kids see. I am so impressed with your honesty and commitment. I often want to record some of my less attractive parenting moments. Those less than perfect moments when I’m screaming. I also recognize his smiles and laughter to know I’m balancing as well as I can. Parenting is hard and important work. Thanks for the reminder this week!

  6. I love the pictures! My kids usually take pictures of themselves…..like 100!!!! you look beautiful in them, and happy and busy or caught off guard, not annoyed!!

  7. Wow. What a powerful post. It’s interesting to stop and think how our kids might be viewing us. Love the use of the photos taken by your preschooler!

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