I go through memoirs like potato chips and I’ve noticed a trend when authors refer to what they wish they had known when they were younger. The reigning sentiment warns us against avoidance of meaningful opportunities for lack of attention or insecurities (read: I’ll do it some other time or I’m not attractive enough).
One Australian Instagram mom, with a whopping 250K+ followers, refuses to let life idly pass by. Sophie Cachia, age 26, is a blogger who describes her material as “boobs, pubes & all” to warn you what you’re in for – the story of a family with one fearlessly honest mommy!
Her writing style is loud and proud. Before her second child was born, Sophie wrote a blog post titled “Words from an overdue bitch.” She wrote, “Somehow your first pregnancy drags for what seems like an eternity, yet your second pregnancy is apparently over before you’ve had time to fart. That is until you hit being overdue.”
She has the kind of IG account you will want to actually read instead of just “heart-ing” and scrolling on (second only to that crazily cute raccoon named Pumpkin who thinks she’s a dog). Reading her page is like getting the kind of text you only ever get from your bestie.
About two months ago, she made a post worth mentioning to all the families out there to avoid the regret your 90-year-old self would complain about so often that your kids stop coming to visit. In the photo, Sophie’s laid out on her couch with her son as the newborn sleeps.
Her post reads, “Dear Men, take the photo. Take the god damn photo. We spend days capturing beautiful moments of you and the kids. So whenever you see one of us with our babies, a beautiful candid moment, take the bloody god damn photo. Cheers, Mums.”
Do we not all have plenty of photos of our fathers, grandfathers, and uncles with children? How hard is it to find a photo of your aunt baking with your cousin or your grandmother walking your dad to the bus stop?
We can’t, of course, just point fingers at men – generally speaking (because I know the stay-at-home-dads might want to jump all over this – if you’re on it, LOVE YOU) they are accustomed to a mother’s control over all things kid-related. But, that’s not really all there is to it, is there?
In the early days of romantic relationships, did you ever dodge the camera screeching, “No! No! Not right now! I look like shit!” I know I did. Guys can only fight you on that for so long – eventually, they’re going to give up.
Even Sophie, who, if you look at some of her pictures is some kind of GODDESS from down under, allows for these candid moments without her makeup, accessories, heels, or a big shirt to cover a pregnant belly. She still has a humble sense of humor about it (read one of her posts from four months ago in which she writes, “I can’t keep up with the amount of times I’ve been asked ‘are you sick?’ And I’m all like ‘no, that’s just my face without makeup.’”
So, can we all just get over ourselves already? Partners, take pictures. Moms, let them. You’ll have such treasures to look back on when you’re old enough to not give a hot damn if you painted your face or your partner gave you a hard time about it.