Recently Facebook notified me that my profile picture was probably a bit old and did I want to update it? It’s more than 3 years old and yes, I probably should pop a new one in. The problem is, I’m rather attached to the old one.
Which got me thinking – the profile picture I use for this website and all my social media accounts could probably do with being updated as well.
1. It’s not particularly professional (but it’s meaningful)
It’s teeny tiny and the lighting is not great. It’s the ‘done thing’ these days to get a professional photo shoot done so you can have shiny, hi-res pictures that can be used across all social media platforms and can be provided to anyone who asks.
But this picture has a story. It was taken at my sister’s wedding.
My youngest son was just 4 weeks old. I was recovering from a caesarean birth, he breastfed every two hours and I hadn’t had more than about 1-and-a-half hours sleep in a row for a month.
On the day of the wedding I got to sit still and have my hair and makeup done while listening to the happy chatter of my sister, her friends and my mum.
I got to watch my eldest – then 2-and-a-half – be the cutest page boy ever.
Our new baby boy slept soundly under the table during the wedding reception, making his presence known every 2 hours to demand more milk. You could set your watch by him.
Getting a breastfeeding-friendly bridesmaid dress was a bit of a stretch, so instead we settled for being able to unzip the bodice and pull the straps down easily. I found an alcove with a couch, away from the crowds, where I could feed in peace. Mum or Mr D would help set me up – with a colourful shawl wrapped around me and the baby for privacy – then come back after 10 minutes or so (he was a quick feeder, though frequent) to help me get dressed properly again.
It was after one of these feeds that Mum decided to take a photo of me. In the head shot you see on this blog, I’m actually naked under that shawl, having just finished feeding the baby. In the full picture you can see a sleeping infant resting in my arms.
2. I wear glasses now (much to my optometrist’s relief)
6 months ago I realised it had been a while between optometrist check-ups, so I booked myself in. I’ve worn reading glasses most of my life and a few years ago I started wearing a weak prescription just for driving. It was so weak that I stopped bothering to use it.
Turns out it was nearly 4 years since my last check-up. And things had changed…
‘Do you wear glasses for driving?’ asked the optometrist.
‘No. I don’t feel like I really need them.’
‘Well, I would certainly feel safer on the roads if you start wearing glasses for driving.’
‘Have you seen any movies recently?’ he asked. Weird question for an optometrist to ask in the middle of an eye exam, but hey, I guess they need to make small talk somehow.
‘Um, yes, I saw the latest Star Wars one that came out. It was pretty good.’
‘You should go and see it again when your new glasses arrive. It’ll look even more amazing when you can actually see the screen.’
He was cheeky, but he was right. I wear glasses full-time now. My headaches – which I assumed were fatigue or stress-related – have gone. And movies do seem rather more interesting when you can see the expressions on the actors’ faces…
3. My hair is short now. And red.
A couple of weeks ago I got my hair professionally cut and coloured for the first time in 10 years. I started going grey in a lopsided fashion a while back so I’ve coloured my own hair for 18 months or so now.
I made a mistake with a colour that was a little dark and made me look quite sickly, so I decided to splash out and let a professional work their magic.
This is what I actually look like now
I don’t tend to share a lot of pictures of me. I’m not really a selfie kind of person and most of the photos I do manage to get of myself generally have other people in them. Out of respect for their privacy I don’t publish them here.
To make up for it, I’ve decided to publish the ultimate selfie catch-up reel for you today.
So if you happen to see me out and about, this is what I actually look like:
Seriously though, if you see me around, feel free to say hi! I promise I won’t bite 🙂
Does your profile pic look anything like you anymore? Has Facebook gently suggested that perhaps you have actually aged a day or two in the past 20 years?