Back then, I naively thought I would easily and routinely update these baby books since much of the book was simply fill-in-the-blank or check boxes.
How hard could it be, right?
Then the babies came.
Then I started blogging.
Ultimately, I didn’t update the books because _______________________________(fill in the blank with any reasonable excuse).
While I knew the blog and the letters documented our lives in a way these books never could, I just couldn’t escape the guilt I felt when I thought of how I had neglected the books.
(Plus, if I never completed them, Marty could rub in my face that he was right about me wasting money on books we'd never use and proving Marty wrong is motivation enough for me to complete almost any task).
Then, being the emotional hoarder that I am, I realized the closet was becoming increasing packed with items I just couldn’t bear to throw away (like all of their daycare daily reports, anything that had a crayon scribble, outfits from every holiday…)
The baby book
It was so important to me, so symbolic of my mommy competence, so representative of my OCD personality, that I added it to my birthday list. I would
I will confess that I ultimately tackled this project on a day off when the babies were at daycare. I don’t recommend attempting this task when you have any distractions. Believe me, it won’t take much to pull your attention away from the mess.
- A plethora of baby memorabilia
- Plastic containers (one for each child, one for mommy)
- Plastic envelopes file thingees (surely that's what they are called)
- Photo boxes and dividers
- Journal pen
- Glue stick
- Motivation (guilt works, too)
- Internet (and more time)
BEFORE: As you can see, empty diaper boxes make great, cheap make-shift storage. For the first 17 months or so, I simply threw anything I thought might be memorable into a box and
1: After assembling my supplies, I assessed the goods and planned my attack.
2: I re-discovered my “mom book.”
3: I stared at the mound of papers I collected in just 3 short months of daycare, wondering, how, at this rate, I would ever find room for at least 17 more years of school work (times two).
4: I separated the papers into two stacks: one for Drew and one for Emily. These papers were then placed into plastic envelopes file thingees.
5: Yes, I had even saved the feeding and pooping documentation from the first days in the hospital. Yes, it went in the mom book. Something tells me the babies won’t be interested in knowing whether they fed from the right or the left or whether it was wet, poopy, light, or dark. For me, it is a testament to the fact that I lived through it.
6: I then began sorting the clothing into stacks: one for Drew, one for Emily.
7: The hardest part of filling out the baby books was not remembering the details about Emily and Drew; it was actually remembering what was going on in the world in June 2010. I was pregnant. Wasn’t that news enough?? Seriously, it’s not as easy as you think to find things like average cost of a loaf of bread, number #1 on the music chart, box-office hits. You’d think it would be as easy as just googling the date. It’s not.
8: I organized the miscellaneous pictures by occasion. Since I had printed at two copies, Emily and Drew will both have a picture box and I have one as well. Filing should be much easier now that I have dividers.
9: It’s coming together!
10: Three stacks: one for Emily, one for Drew, and one for Mommy
11: Ready for storage
AFTER: Neatly tucked away in the top of the closet! Now it’s easy to add things as we decide to save them because each item has a place.