I have gone back and forward in my own mind about sharing this blog post as it isn’t directly photography related. However I believe it lets you all in on how I got here and why this photography journey means so much to me and my family.
Today we celebrate our little girls birthday. She turns 7. There will be presents, balloons, dinner with family and LOTS of cake.
But for my husband and I this day every year has a much more significant meaning.
30th July 2008, we refer to it as ‘that’ day. A routine pregnancy check up turned into complete heartbreak. Just 5 days before this brand new bub was due to come into our lives we were delivered a sentence no parent should ever have to hear. A sentence that replays as clearly in my mind as the first time I heard it. “You need to prepare yourselves that your child will not survive more than a few days”. Completely and utterly devastating.
The next few days are a blur. Constant thoughts of staying strong for my husband, for our little man who was 2.5 years whilst I was breaking down in uncontrollable tears. Our families were amazing! They got us through until the Monday when we would welcome this bub into the world.
She arrived. A divine little princess that completed our family. The fight to find out exactly what was wrong and to save this little girl began. And she fought stronger than anyone else. A ridiculous amount of tests plus a major surgery in her first month and her outlook became positive! She would have some struggles but we would get to keep her. She would be able to grow up with her brother!
The years till now have often proved tough. She has jumped many hurdles and while she still has a few in front of her she continues to take it all in her stride.
What does this have to do with photography? Simply put, this girl gave me the strength, courage and perspective to give it a go. To leave the security of a full time job. To face the fear of not being good enough. To follow my passion. I did it and I am now blessed with a job I love that allows me to be involved with every part of my family.
Even after having our son we were caught in the rat race of what we believed life should be. We worked long hours for good money so we could buy a house and nice cars and clothes etc. For some people this is happiness. But we were not happy. We were exhausted but in a routine of doing what we thought was right.
Then all of a sudden those things meant nothing. Money meant nothing, where we lived meant nothing, what we were wearing meant nothing. Time became the most important thing. Time with each other, time with our children, time with our families. It forced us to confront our lives and think about what really made us happy and move in a different direction.
So happy birthday Princess! You are incredible, strong, stubborn, beautiful, caring, creative, inquisitive, loving and funny. We absolutely adore you.