when moonpie was a newborn i was so full of emotion and love. i remember when she was a few days old i wept because i knew that one day, someone would hurt her feelings. and she was so tiny and mushy, and i knew that she couldn't really understand the depths of my feelings for her. i mean, to be honest, i didn't really understand them either. so when she was 6 days old i started a journal for her. in the early days it was full of poetry inspired by her fluffy skin and feather like hair. the way her entirety could fit across my chest. and as she grew the love letters continued but were accompanied by her milestones, things she would do that would make us laugh and smile. when buddy was born i started on his journal immediately. with two children two and under, it was hard for me to take the time i wanted to take and just bask in his loveliness. his journal was such a gift to me- a time when i could sit and really think on what he meant to me and our family.
as each child has grown i have continued to write in their journals. some days it's just a 'quote of the day' type entry, but other days it's a full on love letter. i find myself jotting down pieces of parental advice as well, in hopes that they can turn to it when they are parents. not real specifics or 'how to', but more about the driving force behind decisions. the fierce love that leads a parent to do what they do. what i do.
i have been reading some older entries to moonpie lately. she loves to hear about the funny stories of her baby days- those stories that all add up to make her who she is. and i hope that she keeps turning back to her journal. that they both will. maybe when they are confused about who they are. maybe when they feel lonely. or maybe when they just miss their mama. whatever their reasoning, i hope that one thing comes across every time they turn through the pages of their history-
that they are deeply
deeply
loved.
6 comments:
How wonderful! I've kept a livejournal for DS, but it's not so much full of love letters as daily life "written" from his point of view. I wish I hadn't spent the first 2 years of his life drowning in PPD so I could have written him love letters. But, there's no reason I can't start now...thanks for the inspiration.
How sweet and inspiring. I wrote in a journal for Josiah until he was about six months old, and then I stopped. I made sure to write a letter to Annalise before she was born, but that's it. I'm kicking myself now for not making time for it. I'm going to pull out those journals today and keep them out where I can just write in the middle of the day.
Wow, that is soooo sweet. When my littlest was a newborn I wrote poetry in my head about colic and spitup and how much my feet hurt, but I never got to put him down long enough to pick up a pencil... LOL. I'm not sure I'd call them love letters, exactly.
You must have had a healthy dose of oxytocin going on. :)
I commented to your comment about this on my blog...but in case you didn't go back and check (why would you?) I just have to tell you that I stinkin' LOVE this idea! I wish I would have been doing that already! You are such a thoughtful mom. I feel like I'm always learning something new from you. Thanks. Hopefully I'll get started on Braelyn's journal this week. :)..oh and I started the paper on the fridge for funny quotes...it's been so helpful. :)
How I wish I would/could have done that. Matt is lucky to get a completed baby book and 1 year scrapbook. What a blessing that you are able to express yourself like this for your children and what a treasure they will hold in their hands one day. You always have something up your sleeve, don't you?
so sweet! but, you were supposed to tell me to do this 11 years ago! now there's just guilt!
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