"I Don't Want to Forget."

I recently read a blogger's blog and in that blog I found the reason she started blogging. She simply didn't want to forget. I'm not really sure why I decided, "Today I'm going to start a blog." but if I have this thing for no other reason than to look back and reminisce, I'd say it was a good decision.

I've tried keeping a journal. I've said to myself that I'd make a commitment of documenting my children's lives with pen and paper. A friend of mine even gifted me with an adorable Hello Kitty journal to do just that. I did well for a while. I would set aside a time every couple weeks or so and update the little book on everything new that Layla was doing. I would sometimes include pictures. Well... I mean, there's two pictures in there. (Yay, for small accomplishments!) The last entry I made was on Layla's first Thanksgiving in 2011. She was 7 months old. She's now two. Needless to say the journal took a backseat and is now collecting dust, along with her scrapbook.

Oh, the scrapbook. I was a regular enthusiast about that one. Pinterest is a mother. It get's you into a frenzy about all these fantastic, beautiful, unreal ideas (like creating the perfect scrapbook) and you go out, you get all the materials, you spend a small fortune at Michael's and then it comes time to actually DO it and womp, womp. It was meant to be Layla's baby book. I had every intention of documenting every stage of my pregnancy. Every craving, every emotional outburst, the belly shots. Then when she popped out, every gurgle, every coo, every time this child took a dump it was supposed to be going into this scrapbook. Well, the last entry made was Halloween of 2010. I was 3 months pregnant. That went well!

I did eventually make the child a baby book before her 2nd birthday. Figured I should get it done before baby #2 and I did with plenty of time to spare. Not bad for a professional procrastinator. I made it on Shutterfly and it takes you on the journey of her first year. Yes, the whole year and even includes a couple of extras like her favorite foods, pictures of all the people who held her when she first came home, and pictures on every page! Yeah, I really went all out. Go me! Also, it looks much better than my pathetic excuse for a scrapbook.

Perhaps if this journal is on the interwebs, I'll be much more likely to update. I guess we'll find out! Until next time, maybe, I leave you with this.

You're welcome.