Lack of Photographic Evidence

While I was pregnant with Nina, people warned me about second child syndrome. That I wouldn't have as many photographs, as many documented memories. I was even told not to start a scrapbook for Jack because by the time e second kid comes around, I'd be too burnt out to scrap for him or her.

I can see where people get caught up in their lives and neglect documenting the second child's life. However, I'm having the opposite problem. I feel like I'm not sharing as much of Jack's life. And the issue is that he doesn't stop moving. He won't be photographed unless he is in control of the camera. The front camera on the iPhone and iPad suck. It's not as good as the outward camera. This results in many grainy, blurry photos. Nina is so easy to take pictures of because she just lays there. Compliant. And squishy. Also, my phone is constantly within reach and taking photos is a million times easier for my generation!

My interactions with Jack are so different from a year ago. We can hold mini conversations. His life is much harder to document because it is in constant motion. By the time our day ends, his cutisms are all jumbled up in my brain. I try to share them on Facebook as they happen, but then I feel like I'm updating too often.

With Jack's third birthday quickly approaching, I'm still trying to comprehend that my tiny 7lb baby is no longer a baby, but is now a little boy. I know that he won't feel neglected when I explain that he has few photos because he was too busy enjoying life. He was too busy playing choo-choos, petting Zelza, and watching Einsteins that I just sat back and enjoyed watching him love being a kid.

Jack's sentence structure is amazing. I'm always shocked when I hear kids talk in grammatically correct sentences. I don't know why, but when little kids use pronouns I just get a kick out of it. Using "your" instead of "mommy's" is adorable in Jack's little voice. Yes, I'm bragging about my kid's brilliant use of pronouns. Deal with it!

There are so many things that just are photo worthy (or, more accurately, photo appropriate) like when Jack repeats my words, good and bad, or announces "I haffa go pee pee on the big potty!" I wish I could capture every moment of his life on camera, but it's impossible. I hope he understands this when he's older.