Okay, this isn't some deep philosophical question or even something about lonliness, depression, etc. This is probably primarily a question for moms.
Quick assignment. Open your pictures folder on your computer, and count how many pictures are of JUST you in the last two years.
You back? Okay. How many did you find? I took some time over the weekend to look on all three computers I have access to and that have pictures on it. Guess how many I found?
I do not have one picture of just me.
Why did I suddenly realize this? Remember how I'm working really hard on being a writer? Well, I went to a conference where they really encouraged people to start making themselves a brand, even way before publication opportunities, so that there is a following, etc. So I started a new blog, with a blogging schedule, for this purpose, and to keep me focused, and I wanted to have a picture of just me because then I'm my own brand. You know?
There aren't any. Okay, there are two, with me eating a cookie. From an angle that makes it look like my neck morphs into my chin, which is a great look for a linebacker in the NFL, but not the preferable marketing approach I wanted for a 33 year old female.
I know, right? Crazy.
When talking about this with a friend, she mentioned that once we have kids, we are no longer our own entity. The other picture I could maybe use is on my teacher page at the website, 30 pounds ago, and I HATE it.
I guess I'm going to have to start figuring out how to take pictures of myself.
Don't worry. I won't succomb to the trend of making kissy faces when I do though.