It occurred to me this week that I haven’t completed my baby journal for baby boy (now toddler boy as he turned one last month). I started off so well in pregnancy back in the days where time was a plenty and I had dreams of knitting a blanket, jotting down every little new milestone on the day it happened and dressing my baby boy in pristine white every day. Well the blanket is more like a scarf, the first month of the baby journal is complete and I am not sure how many vests we now own of a white ish variety that haven’t now been kissed by a raspberry or tomato pasta.
I can’t be the only one I am aware! I’m sure lots of Mums out there also have incomplete diaries and mummy guilt ridden regrets but this realisation did make me sad. I wanted to cherish every moment of my boy’s first year, to be able to re-live every detail of his growing up and relay the funny little details to him as he grew big and yet already there are little things that I cannot remember with enough clarity to complete his book.
I do however have an insane passion for photographing our little family and here is my saving grace. What I have lacked in detail in the written sense I have made up ten score in tiny photographic details of every day life. Never far from my nikon or indeed my iPhone I capture as many photographs as I can even if it is sticky hands with a rice cake or crazy bed hair in the morning. These photographs are my journal and will continue to be from this day onwards through the medium of this blog to make up my mummy montage.
Daddy isn’t a fan of the camera like most Dads are not but he may pop up every now and again if I can persuade him. He works as a firefighter and I couldn’t be more proud of my handsome hero and fantastic role model to baby boy. We are both so very lucky that he looks after us like he does.
When I am not being a mummy or photographing or blogging I am a midwife and have a real passion for my job despite how tiring it is!