You know the question, "What would be the one thing you'd grab in a fire?" Well, my answer, hands down, would be the journal I keep for my kids. Even over the baby pictures...I have a feeling I could ask for some replacements from family for those. But, all those special little moments as the kids are growing up-- written down through the years-- would be something no one could replace. So, yeah...It would be the journal for sure.
It isn't a fancy journal. I don't even like the outside cover:)...But, it is what I started writing in when Niamh was just a little thing. January 2005 was my first entry. It is a place for the moments that I never want to forget...not birthdays or Christmas memories, because they tend to be a little more vivid. It's a book for the funny things they say. For a tender moment. A little milestone reached. A thing they are "into" at the time. All the little things that I cherish.
I can't tell you how many times tears have fallen onto those pages. Cause those two little people and their daddy are my whole world. It's hard not to read through it when I'm done writing something else onto the pages...And it always makes me teary eyed. Happy tears, as the kids say:)
I will keep it till the day I die. It's the only way to freeze them at the different stages of life...cuz goodness knows, it doesn't work in real life. (I've asked many times. Please don't get any older...Just stay right here forever:)...Although, every new day and each new year bring me more joy as a mama...And every day is the perfect age:).