A Beautiful Blur

Why am I starting this blog? I used to have diaries and document my days (not in any great detail) just so I have something to look back on. Then when my children came along, I didnt have much time (and just wanted to veg on the sofa and zone out – putting pen to paper was the last thing I wanted to do) also, I didnt think a basic diary would do my motherhood years justice. I feel that when I type, I can get more of my feelings, thoughts and reflections out of my mind (perhaps because I can type quicker than I can handwrite?) anyhow, I feel if I can type it all out it will not only document my memories and thoughts but it might just also relate to someone else out in the world or, better still, help someone! So, here we are – A Beautiful Blur of life as a four. This will involve memories from my first born up to present day. Below is a letter to my blog;-

Dear Beautiful Blur,

You began with the baby cries that split the silence of the night. Followed by the cluster feeds.
With the first coos, the first steps, the first time I realized an entire morning had passed—and I wasn’t quite sure how.
You arrived with motherhood—and you haven’t slowed down since.

These days, you look like a 3 year-old eating cocopops naked and asking to listen to the Moana soundtrack at 7am.
Like a baby learning how to clap, a kitchen table covered in crumbs, and toys scattered across every floor.
You look like me: tired but grateful, watching two tiny humans discover the world for the very first time.

I’m starting this blog—A Beautiful Blur—because I want to notice you.
To remember these moments that feel ordinary but are quietly shaping everything.

My children are still small—just 3 (almost 4) and 9 months old—but already I can feel how fast it’s all going.
We aren’t “officially” homeschooling yet, but in many ways, the learning has already begun.
It’s in the way we explore outside, read together on the couch, and follow the endless questions about why things are the way they are.

I’m drawn to homeschooling because I want them to love learning—
To stay curious, to feel safe asking questions, to grow up believing that discovery is something we do together.
Not something confined to a classroom, or a worksheet, or a grade.

This space is for reflection.
For telling the truth about parenting in these early years (and beyond)—how messy, miraculous, and maddening it can be.
For writing down the thoughts that pass between feedings and nap transitions.
For reminding myself (and maybe you too) that the blur is beautiful, even when we can’t quite see it clearly in the moment.

So if you’re here, welcome.
Whether you’re in a similar season or simply walking beside it, I hope you find something honest and comforting here—
Something that reminds you:
You’re not alone in the blur.

With peace and gratitude,

ABB