I take hundreds of photos every month, and most of them don’t get shared with anyone, let alone online. And yet the moments in time that those photos capture are just as important a part of our story as the other images that I do choose to share.
I created this blog as a way of documenting our lives, a way of watching the girls grow into who they’re going to be and a way of remembering who they once were. It’s something I want them to be able to look back on as they get older, because memories fade but (digital) photographs don’t.
It’s easy (and tempting) to only focus on sharing the fun bits, the memorable parts, the highlights and the celebrations. But I’m learning more and more as I continue through this crazy journey of motherhood that it’s really important to me that I capture the ordinary, everyday times that we spend together as well. The bits of the jigsaw that fill in the gaps to complete the picture. The tantalising glimpses into who our girls are becoming.
The chaos, the calm and all the moments in between.
This monthly feature – The Moments In Between – is a space for me to share all of those magical bits that would otherwise just stay in a folder on my laptop, never to see the light of day.
May has disappeared in a busy blur of school-and-work commitments, birthdays and visits from friends and family. I honestly don’t know where the last four weeks have gone – I feel like I blinked and missed it. My head feels so full of everything, every day: lists of things I need to do; important life admin I need to get on top of; things I need to get planned and organised for future days/weeks/months; all the usual day-to-day things that need doing like food shopping and laundry and homework and housework; to say nothing of school runs and emails and phone calls and client work and managing the emotional rollercoaster that is being a Mum to three wildly unique and fiercely independent girls.
Don’t get me wrong, I love it and wouldn’t change anything. I’m better when I’m busy. But just occasionally it all gets a bit much and I need a moment of silence. And often my only sanctuary from all this noise in my head is to escape into the world behind my camera lens, to manually create the calm that comes from capturing a moment of quiet, a moment of peace, a moment of love.
That’s what I adore about this project of mine – it forces me to slow down. To observe. To simply be. Nothing else exists apart from me and my subject. I remember how I felt at the exact moment I pressed the shutter in every single image. And to me that is magical.
Every month when I come to write this post I worry about whether I’ll have enough photos, and I never know what I’m going to say until I sit down to type it. And my worries are always unfounded because there are always enough images and my words, whatever they end up being, are always what is in my heart. And that’s all I can ask of myself really. I feel so very lucky to be on this crazy journey called life with the people that mean the world to me.
Each and every one of these photos is part of what makes us who we are. Each and every one of them tells part of our story. And I love them all.
This is us.