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Life has been a whirlwind lately. As a new mom, my mind is constantly buzzing with a never-ending to-do list while I keep a watchful eye on my seven-month-old, making sure he doesn’t roll off the couch or grab something he shouldn’t put in his mouth. So when I decided to grab my camera and snap a few photos of my hubby and baby boy just hanging out at home, I have to admit, I wasn’t exactly feeling “in the mood” for it.

But my amazing husband, Robert, encouraged me to do it anyway. And, while it’s easy for me to nitpick the scans (yes, that’s photographer-speak for the photos I got back from the lab), the more I looked at them, the more I found myself falling in love. Sure, some of them might not have the perfect exposure I envisioned, but they’re real. They’re raw. And years from now, I know I’ll be so grateful to have these moments — of Silas and his dad just being themselves, enjoying their time together at home.

And you know what? That’s all that matters. All the little imperfections that I once saw as flaws? They’re now part of the beauty of these photos. It’s the messy, beautiful truth of our life right now, and that’s more than good enough for me.