7/52

A portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2014.

That look when she is just on the brink of sleep...

This week's portrait, unlike the ones so far, was difficult to select as there were barely any to choose from (and none from my SLR). Certainly, this has been reflective of my mood this week - uninspired, languid, unfocused. Perhaps it was the ordinary weather, perhaps not. I have never felt that it was so keenly important to bring my very best, in spite of whatever mood I may be in, to any domain in my life than parenting. On days when I simply lack the capacity to be creative, energetic, inspiring, I feel terrible pangs of guilt as I see how this manifests - more whinging and tantrums, more frustration, more mess and chaos throughout the house, that awful feeling of just wanting the day to be over so not making any effort to make the best of the present... It can be really emotionally draining.

But this week, the weather forecast is looking up. I've caught up on sleep this weekend and feeling a renewed energy and enthusiasm. Tomorrow is a new day, and a new week.

I ended up choosing this photo because it wasn't one that I remembered taking until I saw it, but it captures such a beautiful and fleeting moment in time that serves to remind me, this too shall pass...