At last count, my iPhone contained 8,755 photos. If I ever used Siri, I assume she'd insist, speech slurred, that I whittle that down to give her room to breathe before she could provide me with any assistance whatsoever.
Sometimes I think the whole thing just might spontaneously burst into flames. I am not a photographer. I am a mom with an iPhone. Obviously, the main subjects of my thousands of photos are my kids. A lot of them are total crap. Kids move fast, refuse to cooperate, and sometimes I just miss. But over the last several years I've honed my skills and the misses are fewer and far between. I've amassed a serious collection of images that I'm truly proud of using only my iPhone and this set of guidelines:After a baby, the dynamics, responsibilities and priorities between a couple change. Many may experience this stage as a form of grief. Here's how to cope.
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