“Good things come to those who wait”… True? I think so.
I’ve vicariously observed the growth of Catherine’s blog as an ‘Instagram Husband’ over the past few years and seen how she has nurtured it from a small side interest created to steal her away from the humdrum toil of a 9-5 office job into making the decision to “dive in at the deep end” and go full-time on the same venture.
Oh, how I remember the day when she confidently strode down the stairs to tell me that this is what she wanted to do with her life from now on… How we cheered HUZZAH and slapped each other’s backs, danced a little jig and dismissed all our financial worries as mere trivia.
On the 5th blogiversary of Not Dressed As Lamb (and CATHERINE’S BIRTHDAY IF YOU DIDN’T KNOW) I’m taking over at the helm… tapping the keys to make “words” if you will. Settle back and have a cuppa, for you are going to hear the naked truth of what it’s like to be married to a fashion blogger!
As glamorous as it may seem, there is a huge amount of effort that goes into creating what Catherine wants to present on her blog… I get up, go to work all day, come home tired and probably ever so slightly grouchy. Sometimes I even get to have a cup of tea before we’re charging off to catch the best light at one of our photo spots. This does mean that at some point I’m going to be standing in the way of someone who wants to get past (with camera in hand) and Catherine has to do that rapid flapping motion with her hand to get me to move to one side)!!!!
Come to think of it, my memories of taking pictures are mostly what the “outtakes” posted at the end of the year look like.
Ultimately, it’s the effusive mien by which Catherine works so hard that makes me proud and happy with her chosen profession. I love taking her pictures, I get a kick out of that one shot that captures the moment that tells the story of the outfit and I know that our marriage is safe for another day!
But it can be a lonely existence, I have always felt that Catherine needed something more. For all that social media has to offer, it is still indefinite. A construct designed to bring people closer together by keeping them apart, but then something happened…
The world of Catherine and me became Catherine and her girl squad, the missing piece of the puzzle for us both! I’ve never seen her happier. More often than not I hear a ping on her phone followed by an exuberant guffaw at what one of the girls has said in their WhatsApp group… and these aren’t just friends on the inter-web, they meet and talk about real things, have real conversations and have formed a bond that was absent from everything before.
I’ve had the opportunity to meet many of these stunning ladies and I am overwhelmed by their affection and generosity. Some have blogger husbands too. Just don’t leave your camera in my care or else…
These chaps (like me) are in it because it makes our partners happy, it’s the reason we don a camera and scuttle about side streets and pathways.
So, I find myself inspired by the strength and the commitment that these ladies have forged together and know that for all the years that I have spent capturing “on camera” the details of Catherine’s development as a fashion blogger, the future is as bright as can be.
So it’s true to say “Good things come to those who wait”.
What does the future have in store for me? Who knows, one thing is certain, I’ll be there, camera in hand, “cocked and ready” looking for the right shot, making the tea when we get home, being a shoulder to cry on when a scheduled post gets published by mistake and just being… me.
I am an Instagram Husband and this is my story!
DO YOU HAVE A LONG-SUFFERING INSTAGRAM HUSBAND*? HOW DOES HE/SHE FEEL ABOUT YOUR BLOGGING…? COMMENT BELOW!
*husband, wife, partner, daughter, son, etc.