I haven’t done a meme in a long time but when Tracy tagged for this one, it made me smile because I got to go back in time and look at pictures from a completely new color-perspective as I picked photos that mattered to me with the colors Yellow, Blue, Green, White, and Red in mind. If you’re looking for a fun piece for your blog that will make you genuinely smile, I strongly suggest this meme. [hint hint: Susan, Yen, Reem, Kate, Sunny, Mina, Fruitful, Leigh Ann, Azmina, Muslim Wife, insert *you* reading right this minute!] There’s a ‘Capture The Color Contest’ that is the inspiration for the meme, but I’m just doing it for fun. If you do this, please share, no matter what, I promise the sifting of memories will be worth your while.
I’ve met a lot of new moms since becoming a mother, including Reem. Our kids mesh well and she’s a sweet and creative soul who I love spending time with. Plus, she takes great photographs, like this one taken in a series of shots from a play date we had a few months back at Toy Park. My son is pushing her daughter on a yellow tractor and I love the angle of the pink-ribboned shoes juxtaposed next to my son’s black-crocs. Hope they [and we] will be friends for a long time to come.
Like I said, I’m super lucky to have super-awesome friends who happen to possess exceptional photography skills. Like this photograph taken on my son’s second birthday by my friends Cylinda and Yen [and why yes, that is a hand posing as a branch back there!] I don’t know when the moment happens when you suddenly become fully self-aware, when your photographed smiles are taken with a hint of self-regard, but that is why I love this shot, because it captures toddlerhood exactly. Pure joy felt = pure joy expressed, no more and no less.
I love how effectively Cylinda captured the colors in this shot. I also love the juxtaposition of the present with the future in this picture taken on a college campus of PhD’s and mid-term examinations where my little guy crouches down in the courtyard with his little blue ball and takes a break to count the blades of grass.
Looking through my old photos I traipsed onto my photos from Hawaii, the days before kiddo when we traveled yearly to somewhere fun and exciting, and when we vowed that having children would not stop us from continuing our yearly excursions to far off distant lands. It was also a time when as much as I wanted those rafting excursions and hikes along the Napali coast, I wanted a child in my arms that much more. He’s here now, and while the travel to international/exotic locales are now relegated to the realm of maybe some day, as beautiful as the Napali coast was, I look at the ice blue water and remember what I had, and am thankful for what is now mine.
My cousin Aamina is more my sister than my cousin, and when she came the first few weeks after my son was born to help me, she showered me with unconditional love and took lovely photos, like this one. And when I look at it I think, really, how was he ever quite this small?
But this picture makes me think of more than this. Because I also see in this picture the person behind the scenes, me: sitting on the couch with unwashed hair, tears quick to the surface thanks to a flood of hormones, baffled by breastfeeding and wondering how on earth she was going to take care of this helpless little creature that couldn’t even lift his head off his little red pillow.
Pink is not one of the official colors of the meme, but after seeing the picture taken weeks after his birth, I was struck by this one taken just recently of my now quite big, walking, talking, posing little kiddo on our way to an iftaar dinner. It’s not just him and how much bigger he is [which he is] and how different he now looks [which he does] but I look at myself, and think how not so long ago I thought I’d never get the hang of this parenting thing. How I’d never wash my hair again, or get more than two hours of sleep at a time. And just like that, things changed, he’s growing up, and while I still don’t know much of what I’m doing, just kind of making it up as I go along, I’m no longer scared. I’m excited about what the future will bring.
Sifting through memories, good friends, and seeing how far I’ve come. A beautiful Thursday indeed. Hope you had a great Thursday too, and seriously, Thursday or not, you’ll enjoy this cute little meme!