My kids will never have fancy scrapbooks. Come to think of it, I don’t think I ever finished Abby’s baby book. For the last few years, I’ve been shoving my photos and keepsakes in a drawer in our dining room. Someday, I’ll try to put them in an album.
My kids may not have albums, scrapbooks, or photo collections. Instead, they have journals.
When I was pregnant with Nick, my sister Amy bought me A Mother’s Journal, A Keepsake Book For Thoughts And Dreams. I opened it up and started writing even before he was born, and I haven’t stopped. (I have the same journals for Anna and Abby.)
So, when my kids took their first steps, I didn’t have a picture. I wrote it in the journal. When they had their first toddler tantrum, I didn’t get it on video – I wrote it in the journal. Sure, I got a little behind on their baby books, but at least I still recorded the memories.
I don’t think it matters how we record the memories. But I do think it’s important to hold them tightly in our hearts, journals, scrapbooks, and albums. I’ll give my kids their journals when they’re much older – maybe on a special birthday or milestone. They grow up too fast, and I want to keep capturing those special moments in writing.
How do you keep the memories? There’s no magic formula, but we all need to take the time to make our family record. If not you, than who?