As I was laying in bed tonight just contemplating going into labor, I started thinking about all the unanswered questions I have about labor and about raising a child.
It’s times like this I very badly wish I could call my mom and ask her a million questions about what it was like for her and how I will know when life changing moments (like labor) will happen. Unfortunately, unless I am able to channel the dead later, those questions will never get answered.
I realized I don’t have much to go off of when it comes to my childhood and my milestones from times I couldn’t remember. My mom didn’t keep a baby book that was very updated so there are many things I don’t know… how old I was when I crawled (although my first steps were documented) and when I ate my first “real” food. As a soon-to-be mom these are things I would love to know!
That got me to thinking, what if Kevin and I aren’t around for Lily? I know that is horrible to think about, but I would like to leave her with the best information she can have about her childhood.
So… I decided to start a daily journal with updates about her first year (maybe longer but we’ll see how that year goes!) I am doing a paper journal because I don’t know where technology will be when she is older!
I know a lot of women do this through pregnancy and although at first I really wish I would have done that, I am very glad I didn’t! I was so sick and miserable through most of this pregnancy I feel like my journal would have been one big negative book!
I hope she will enjoy it one day as much as I will enjoy writing in it daily and I wish I had something like this from my childhood. I love reading the journals my mom did keep. Not only does it bring back wonderful memories, but it also makes me feel a little closer to her as I can run my fingers over her perfectly printed writing and imagine her talking through the words. Hopefully Lily will never have to read through this journal, wishing she could just pick up the phone and call me, but if she does I want her to have a piece of me and my thoughts that can’t be replaced.
Well, that’s enough deep thoughts for the middle of the night. Tomorrow’s goal — find a cute journal to start writing in!