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Welcome back, Year in Instagram!

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Dear friends, may I speak freely here? I am going into this Christmas season twitchy with anxiety. There are too many bodily fluids escaping over my floor and not enough eating. Our house is getting smaller the longer we stay inside, and the thinner and paler Henry gets, the more I fantasize about just parking him at McDonald’s and letting him run riot with the French fries.

A perfect week, then, to be reminded by a friend that it’s time for our YEAR IN INSTAGRAM retrospective. Last night I went through my year-through-a-filtered-lens, and had immense trouble narrowing my favourite moments down to just two a month. I thought about snow and scans, Parisian museums and bank holiday boating, new babies and old traditions. And my raw nerves were soothed.

Hurrah for photographs. Hurrah for record-keeping. And hurrah for Instagram. Here we go!

Jan

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Mar

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May

Jun

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Aug

Sept

Oct

Nov

Dec

If you, too, feel properly daring when you use Lo-Fi and indecently vintage when you whip out Earlybird, then YOU TOO may wish to link up with your own Year in Instagram! Steal the image at the top of the page, post on your blog, and get back to me on rach.makealongstoryshort (@) gmail.com (or leave a comment below) by 18th December. I’ll do a round-up before Christmas!

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Outtakes

I know you wish your kid was as good at posing for photographs as mine. Let’s take a look at some of his best attempts at a Father’s Day card.

hey, will you hold this sign?

no.

(Doggy has already lost the will to live. Sarah and I shortly to follow.)

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HATE THIS CHAIR AND THIS SIGN AND ALL OF THIS.

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I accept your humorous face with reluctance. Let’s move on.

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aaaand, we’re done.

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I’ll sit down when I’ve finished my phone call. Do I disturb you while you’re working?

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fly, you fools.

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there’s something on your face. No, honestly.¬†

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Here’s what we went with in the end. He’s on the phone with a pocket calculator, but needs must.

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We also made an attempt at a Father’s Day video for Tim’s dad. These were the bits that didn’t make the final edit, oddly enough.

Outtakes for Father’s Day from Rachel Jeffcoat on Vimeo.

And PS!

I’m writing today on Oh! you pretty things for Josie’s Mothers on Motherhood series, and excited as heck about it. Have a look!

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Instagrammatic

Sometimes I look back and think

‘golly, what was it like in the days when you ate dinner without publishing a sepia-toned photo of chicken to all of your 400 closest friends?’

But mostly, I just love Instagram. If I were a bacon sandwich (if only), Instagram would be the ketchup. If I were a block of delicious wensleydale cheese, Instagram would be the little bits of cranberry. AND SO ON.

I don’t care that it started as a hipster-chic pretentious vintage love letter to the polaroid. I don’t care that every day, I look at photographs of breakfast and listen to about fifty people going on about how perfect the butter-spreadage is (‘WHERE did you get that carton of margarine? I must have!’). I don’t even care that Zuckerberg got hold of it in the end, as he was bound to, and put his signature stamp of over-share all over it.

I put photos on Instagram most days. Which means that I’ve got a long window back into any old day in the past year. That’s true of all photo collections, of course, but I love looking at my Instagram roll because every photograph is a snapshot I bothered to publish – I wanted to remember it at the time. In a year in which our family has changed by the day, having a record of it is precious to me.

Here’s my year in thirty Instagrams (indulge me). It was supposed to be two per month, but you have no idea how hard it was to whittle it down. Unfortunately the quality of my photographs has worsened as my phone has gathered more teeth-marks.

I SO loved putting that together. That’s why I take photographs in such abundance. To be reminded on grotty weekends that, actually, what I have here is pretty wonderful.

And here’s the thing: I’d really like to see yours. Want to join in? Use the image at the top of this post and send me a link when you’re done, at rach.makealongstoryshort (@) gmail.com. I’ll do a little round-up of everyone’s before the end of the year. It doesn’t have to be thirty photos – I’ve been sick and have had plenty of browsing time, so scale it down as you wish.

It does us good, I think, as we come into December again, to remember how lovely things are a lot of the time. Or sometimes, how painfully unlovely. Whatever kind of year you’ve had, it’s your life experience. So own it and Instagram the heck out of it, my loves.

Happy reminiscing!

(Join us @makealongstoryshort for daily filter abuse.)

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