Paper captures precious moments (some we’re not meant to remember)

May 07, 2015
By Jessica McFaul
Director, Communications & Press Secretary

Nov. 6, 2013: Became fascinated with the ceiling fan and went cross-eyed twice playing with his hands.    
Aw…I remember that. So sweet.

Feb. 2, 2014: Kept mommy up from 12:30-3:30 a.m. Darn teething.
Oof…Must’ve been a highly-caffeinated Monday. And now I’m pregnant again. What were we thinking?!

Time has a way of sugar coating – or altogether eliminating – the memories that make parenting hard (apparently, so that you’ll have more children). But when you keep a daily journal, there’s simply no way to forget.

And thank goodness for that!

Two years ago, a friend gave me “Mom’s One Line a Day” when I was expecting Baby #1. At the time, I thought there was no way I’d keep up a five-year journal. But as the saying goes, “The days are long, but the years are short,” and I now have a daily chronicle of worries, celebrations and important firsts that is one of my most prized possessions.

Everyone says you do less for Baby #2, and I’m sure they are right, but this is one tradition that will definitely stick. Because, let’s face it: on top of all the priceless memories, this little gem will provide awesome fodder for adolescent guilt trips.

Feb. 3, 2014: EPIC cry in the halls of Congress today. Echoes nicely off marble.

Feb. 14, 2014: First Valentine’s Day as parents. Daddy and I were so sick that we put you to bed, ordered a pizza, and enjoyed some Nyquil.

April 4, 2014: Puked on the dog. Everyone got a bath…immediately.


Thanks for the memories, kiddo.