Why I Film Everything.

"I have THOUSANDS and I mean, tens of thousands of photos and videos on my phone."

And before you ask... no, I'm not exaggerating.

If you asked my children, they'd probably roll their eyes and say, "Mum's filming again."

If you asked my husband, he'd probably laugh and tell you I can't eat a meal, go for a walk or unwrap a parcel without reaching for my phone.

Honestly?

They're not wrong.

I film everything.

The first sip of coffee in the morning.

Tiny trainers lined up by the front door.

Little hands holding mine.

The school run.

The way the sun hits the kitchen window for about five minutes every afternoon.

A football being kicked around the garden.

Shoes crunching across autumn leaves.

Messy bedrooms.

Birthday candles.

Dog walks.

Supermarket trips.

Random conversations in the car.

The kids arguing over who gets the front seat.

Nothing is too ordinary.

Because one day, it won't be ordinary anymore.

People often assume I'm glued to my phone because I'm obsessed with social media.

The truth couldn't be further from it.

I'm obsessed with remembering.

Life moves far too quickly.

One minute you're teaching your toddler to walk.

The next they're borrowing your shoes.

One minute you're packing lunchboxes.

The next you're watching them walk into school without looking back.

You never realise you're living the moments you'll desperately want to relive one day.

So I film them.

Not because they're perfect.

Because they're real.

Some of my favourite videos aren't cinematic masterpieces.

They're ten-second clips.

Grayson pulling a funny face.

Someone shouting "Mum!" from another room.

The sound of rain hitting the conservatory roof.

The kids laughing so hard they can't breathe.

My coffee going cold while I'm distracted for the fifteenth time that morning.

Those tiny moments don't seem important when they're happening.

But somehow, they're the ones that mean the most.

Being a content creator has made me realise something.

People think we're creating content.

But we're actually collecting stories.

Every little clip is a bookmark in time.

A reminder of who we were.

What our children sounded like.

How our homes felt.

What made us laugh.

Even the chaos becomes beautiful when you watch it back years later.

That's probably why The Blog Mum exists.

It was never meant to be just another website.

Or another Instagram account.

Or another TikTok.

It's my family's scrapbook.

A place where ordinary moments become memories.

Where funny stories don't get forgotten.

Where difficult days eventually become the ones we laugh about over dinner.

It's somewhere my children might visit one day and think,

"I'd forgotten we used to do that."

Or,

"I can't believe Mum actually wrote about that!"

Maybe that's why I never delete anything from my camera roll.

Every blurry photo.

Every shaky video.

Every random clip of shoes walking through puddles.

Every sunset.

Every silly dance in the kitchen.

Every cold cup of coffee.

They're pieces of our story.

And stories deserve to be remembered.