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 originally 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. A legacy, of sorts.
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 and life that it’s really important to me that I capture the ordinary, everyday times that we spend together as well.
The pieces 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 feature – The Moments In Between – is a space for me to share all of those magical and messy parts of our family life that would otherwise just stay in a folder on my laptop, never to see the light of day.
MARCH & APRIL
I’ve been staring at this screen for a while now, unsure of how to begin. I think I might have to start writing these posts monthly again. I can’t remember what we did in March, even with these photographs as prompts. The words I write here are slowly becoming just as important as the images I share, and I want to make sure they’re accurate.
I know that Neil got back from his trip to New Zealand and it took him several weeks to feel settled. He had an amazing time out there with his friends and so the adjustment back to the reality of normal family life in the UK was a bit bumpy. The girls went to school. I worked. All very ordinary. Going through the motions.
April brought with it the Easter holidays and our annual trip to Bude in Cornwall, which we all very much needed. Going there is like pressing the ‘reset’ button on life – we reconnect with ourselves and with each other, we recharge our energy levels with the salty air and the crashing waves, and we return home again feeling better. The sea is good for the soul – I believe that 100%.
I made a conscious effort to pick up my camera more during the daily rhythms of life at home because it’s something I’ve neglected in recent months and I miss it. Now that the light is returning, my creativity is re-igniting a little bit too, almost like it’s waking up from a long, deep hibernation alongside the spring flowers that are beginning to bloom and the leaves on the trees starting to unfurl. Maybe seasonal creativity really is a thing. Maybe I could give myself a bit more grace with it all.
Anyway, ‘maybes’ aside, time seems to be accelerating faster than ever and I’m determined to continue capturing moments that mean something – moments that matter – whenever I can.
This was our story in March and April…
