Vancouver Family Photographer | Letters to our Daughters, November | Three
This project is one that I hold dear to my heart. It’s a project I do, not only for myself, but for my girls. The ones who will hopefully be reading (and want to read) this when they are older, or if they are lucky, mothers themselves. I hope the words in these letters that I share with them today will always bring them back to a place of unconditional love, especially during times of need.
Turning three for Janie was a big deal of sorts. She has been counting the number of sleeps until her big day. This is the first time that she understands there is a birthday celebration, where you get presents, and you get to blow out candles, and there’s a cake. When we talked about what kind of cake she wanted, it was pretty simple: vanilla cake with sprinkles. The baker had to double check there was not a theme. Nope, that’s my girl, plain Jan(i)e. Eats her toast with nothing on it, her pasta and rice with no sauce; it’s that simple. So it’s really not all that surprising that when I asked her if she wanted a party, who she would like to be present, she named off her family and cousins, and a couple of her favourite friends. That’s it. She makes it easy for me, which works perfectly for me, because life these days is on overload. Somehow at a tender age of three, she’s my gift of balance when I feel overwhelmed and the to-do lists feel like they run on into infinity.
Her turning three for me, on the other hand, has been hard. I celebrate her but I’m also saying goodbye to baby Janie. She speaks like a little girl, acts like a little girl, and there’s almost no evidence of that toddler phase. It saddens me because I’m going to miss that Janie. The one that is small enough to easily fit into an embrace in my lap. On days when she’s asking for help with almost everything, I wished for the days when she would be more independent and help herself so I don’t have to be interrupted all the time. Now I see her insisting on her independence, it’s a bittersweet feeling in my heart of sadness and pride. I celebrate her turning three, but it sure is tumultuous beneath my chest.
But for the things that she still does that remind me of her younger years, I hold on to them with an iron grip. The moments where she is upset and only my hugging her will do, when I get to tuck her in and kiss her all over her face, when I get to cuddle with her in bed because she wants to, when she still sneaks in that thumb when she’s sleeping. For all those things, I am truly grateful.
Her portraits, taken a few days before her third birthday. She’s brave, curious, adventurous, goofy, silly, stubborn, uncomplicated, and I love all of it about her.
Please continue on the blog circle and read the wonderful letters and see beautiful pictures that accompany them! Next up is the talented Bethany Matttioli and her letter to her baby girl.
Felicia Chang Photography specializes in newborn, family and birth photography in Vancouver, British Columbia and surrounding areas including but not limited to North Vancouver and West Vancouver.