When your children are small and dependent on you and the whole parenting lark is new and exciting and precious, you pay attention to things. The little things.
Like when their teeth start to wobble, when they take their first steps, their first word, the first day at school.
A series of milestones to photograph and detail and remember.
And then you stop because as they grow up and that life of nappy changing and lullaby singing morphs into a whirlwind of sleepovers and after school activities and hormones.
Which isn’t anywhere near as cute!
But now my two are older, I realise that it’s the little things which stick with you. The every day. The things we don’t ordinarily photograph or detail in a journal or a blog.
Like watching your child sleep, the expression on their face when they see you at the school gate, preparing a meal with your kids, cuddling up on the sofa together under a giant blanket, how they sit and play with their favourite toy.
Like playing in the back garden, doing homework together, watching them interact with friends, the journey home from the school run.
Not milestones. They’re much more important than that. These are the things life is made of. That memories are made of. The little things that all jigsaw together to make a big patchwork picture of what growing up was like.
Sometimes the kids and I look back on this blog, way way back to the early days, and share memories I’ve written about.
And they absolutely love it. Love that I bothered to take a photo of getting dressed on a school morning or brushing their teeth or the day Mia started doing the washing up, or the funny things they say.
One of Dan’s favourite’s is when I wrote about him waking in the night after having a nightmare. Because he’s moved on from that now and he doesn’t remember.
All the little, insignificant things which were a part of their childhood and we’ve forgotten. Because you do forget, as the next phase of life comes along and takes over, those little things slip away.
So I guess this is my way of reminding you, pay attention to those little things.