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 method of documenting our lives, a way of watching the girls grow into who they’re going to be and a memory-box curated to represent 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 wild journey of motherhood and life that it’s really important to me that I capture the ordinary, everyday times that we spend together.  There’s magic in the mundane if you pay close enough attention – sometimes you have to actively look for it, and sometimes it’s right there in front of you.

I’ve started to include myself in the frame from time to time as well, because I was there too.

These images are the details – the pieces of the jigsaw that fill in the gaps to complete the bigger picture of ‘us’.

They offer tantalising glimpses into who the girls are becoming.

They tell the story of the chaos, the calm and all of the moments in between.

This feature – The Moments In Between – is a space for me to share all of those wonderfully imperfect 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.

DECEMBER 2024 // JANUARY & FEBRUARY 2025

I find Winter difficult.  The seemingly endless grey skies; the cold that seeps in and (quite literally) physically hurts; the dark mornings and evenings bookending just a few short hours of daylight.  Plus the memories and meanings attached to February in particular.

I know this, so I make extra effort to seek out the glimmers, to look for the light, to remind myself that all seasons do end and Spring will eventually arrive.  I try not to wish the days away, as I know they are precious, and yet… I’m solar powered through and through so I can’t help but be impatient for warmer weather, lighter skies and the promise of possibility that arrives with the end of hibernation.

Christmas feels like forever ago, and it seems strange to be sharing images now from back then, as we slowly creep towards the Spring Equinox.  But they deserve to exist in a space outside of the jumbled digital folders on my laptop which will only ever make sense to me, and so here they are.

This was us, and all of our moments in between, throughout Winter 2024/25…