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.
FEBRUARY
February has felt difficult. Near constant rain squished our plans for half term fun and we’ve spent so much time indoors over the last 28 days that the cabin fever has seriously set in. I can’t wait for Spring and sunshine and dry days and adventures outdoors.
It’s a hard month for me on a personal level anyway as it’s the anniversary of my Dad’s death and funeral plus his birthday all within the space of three weeks. It’s a month I want to be over as soon as it’s begun.
Despite all this I’ve taken many more photos than I thought I would be able to and there are some in this collection that had made their way to the top of my ‘favourites’ list.
This is us.

I love the way her nose wrinkles when she smiles

Saturday morning kitty cuddles

Drawing Christmas pictures. In February. As you do.

Stopping to smell the flowers

Daddy-daughter snuggle

Weekend silliness (and an attempt to get in the frame more with my girls)

Smooch

Dough

Homework

Skinned knees. She is always covered in bruises and falls over at least once a day, mainly because she runs everywhere instead of walking.

“Come on Mum, let me out to play!”

Baking is one of her favourite things to do

This might be one of my favourite photos ever. Teddy, her faithful sidekick since the day she was born.

Reading in the garden after school – warm enough to be outside without a coat!

Kneading dough

Serious face

She is looking so very grown up these days, especially with her new ombre hair

Thinking especially hard about what to wish for

Camouflaged amongst the teddies

Rolling the dough to make chocolate orange cinnamon buns

Bed head

Utterly worn out after a week at school

Bookworm

I love hands. They’re so expressive! This is the eldest and the littlest, connected together in the most simple, and meaningful, of ways.

“Squeeeeeeeeeze cuddle”

Her smile lights up the greyest of days

I love the way she looks up to her big sister

Exploring…

Fun on the school run

Not wanting her big sister to have to leave to go home.

Sleepy

Rainy day Lego fun

Reading buddies

Today, we twirled

Tiny toes

Occasionally, they like each other 🙂

The nape of her neck is so soft (and ticklish!)

“Mummy, it looks like chocolate milk!”

10 year old yawns are almost as cute as newborn baby yawns
Kerri-Ann
Aww thank you for joining in. Your photos are gorgeous, I love all the happy faces and relaxed photos enjoying sleepy days. Your woodland walks look fantastic too we’ll have to try them as they’re so close to us.
Chloe Ridgway
Thanks Kerri-Ann. Let me know if you want company on the walks – we’re so close to each other it would be silly not to meet up sometime!