Several months ago I posted about a new practice I've undertaken: to record tidbits about the kids in individual journals, one sentence per day. You can read about the project and rationale here. Since there were quite a few people who were interested in the practice, I thought I'd provide an update and some thoughts.
The Blue Room is a place for inspiration, but also truth telling: I am still at the memory project, but if I manage one entry per week I'm doing well. This creates a mental struggle. I envisioned these journals as a place to record the everyday jewels of parenthood that are easily forgotten over the years. But if I let too much time elapse between entries, I end up wanting to make sure the Big Important Milestones are recorded. This requires more mental energy than I'd expected the practice to require. The whole point was to write the first thing that came to mind, no matter how ordinary, but if I'm having to sort through the past week to find the most journal-worthy thing... well, that's too tough and becomes a barrier to doing it at all.
Also, the fact that there are three of them, and I feel the need for some parity, works against me. Part of what's fun about the journals is that they're not just baby books, which means the thirdborn's should have just as much content as the girls'. (I love Erma Bombeck's old bit about her kids' baby books; by the time her last child came along, the sole contents of his baby book consisted of a pie crust recipe torn from the newspaper and tucked into the otherwise empty pages.) I feel like I should write in each journal each night, but sometimes there's more going on with one kid than with the other two.
Like most spiritual disciplines and parenting practices, I see this practice evolving. My ultimate hope remains the same: to present each child with a handwritten book of quotidian wisdom and observations from their childhood. And if I end up handing them a book with 15 months of memories followed by a lot of blank pages, well, that communicates something worthwhile too: that life is about experimentation---starting more projects than one could possibly finish. Completion can be an elusive thing in life, but there's something valuable in the undertaking.