This is my story.
We were evacuating Ocean City for the hurricane, and I thought it would be adorable to photograph my child in an baby outfit that belonged to me when I was a baby that has ducks and rainclouds all over it. I shoot with my beloved 50mm manual-focus lens frequently, but lately I am finding it to be nearly impossible. Manual focus just doesn't really cut it for a busy, bigger baby, no matter how beautifully I could focus when she was little and just laid there in one place.
Just looking at these snaps makes me tired. They are awful, but I actually love them because they are a little piece of my life right now. That out-of-focus blur just captures our lives perfectly. I've been going through all (ahem, 10,000?!!!!?) of my photos of Sweet Pea from this last year, and I'm finding that while I love and adore my little styled shoots and hang those photos in my house, I can't delete the "mess-ups," because sometimes they tell the story of our lives a little more eloquently.
Remember that about what you see on the internet and in magazines. For every perfect moment, there are 1,000 others that weren't so perfect- but they are just as precious.