This is the scrapbook I bought more than a year ago when our son was still napping twice a day and pretty much immobile. (He is now 17 months old, napping once a day, and aspiring to move at the speed of light.) This book represents my high hopes for documentation and a desire to express myself through hard-core collage-ing. After all, the work I did on our honeymoon and wedding scrapbooks could surely qualify as an extreme sport.
Here is the super-fun paper (180 sheets of fun, to be exact) that I knew would inspire all kinds of creativity:
How great are these stickers?:
This bag is overflowing with items to cherish and display with an artistic flair all my own:
For example, I was careful to save the tiny bracelet that was around our son’s wrist in the hospital, lyrics to the wonderful song my step-mother composed and recorded for him, congratulatory cards, the breastfeeding log I kept for several months, his first boarding pass, a tuft of hair from the first haircut we gave him, etc etc.
And, finally, here are the photos I planned to include:
There are only about 2.7 million photos to go through from his first year. I just need to edit that number down to what, maybe 100 photos? 150?
Some of the things I have learned from motherhood is that you have to go easy on yourself and be realistic about what you can handle. Alas, this is why I’ve accepted I will never have time to complete (or even start) this project.
Instead, I suppose a blog post will have to suffice!
How about you? Have you been able to keep a scrapbook of your child and if so, did you have to pull all-nighters in order to complete it?