The journal (which I later split in two, one for each kid) is filled with my thoughts, feelings, and observations about being my kids' mom, and my take on current events in the world, but it's also filled with memories: silly, cute, scary events that I chronicled for them, memories of people they will never know, and milestones. Memories that today may be fuzzy around the edges for them will come to life when they read about them in those journals; they are treasures.
Since I've had Half-Past Kissin' Time, my journal entries are much farther in between, but every now and then, I add a personal message to each one, and sometimes (like tonight), I poke around for stuff to put here. Here's the gem I offer tonight (Thanks, Kyle!)
5/1/8/94 [Kyle was just two years old.]
There is a possibility that I may be pregnant. We aren’t sure yet, but a little story illustrates your level of understanding at your age. I asked you, “
Amused? Oh, believe me, there's plenty more where that came from :)