I have a confession to make. My children's baby books are well let us just say incomplete. I don't even think that Ephraim's book has the nameplate completed on it. I have felt guilty about it for years, yet they sit in my night stand untouched. Recently we got a new bedroom suite complete with king size bed. This forced me to empty the night stand. There staring me in the face were the aforementioned baby books. Ugh. I am a remiss mother.
So, I am purposing to at least write Ephraim's name in his baby book. In the mean time, I am taking solace in the fact that I have an entire medical journal that I kept for Ephraim that chronicled his medical journey from birth to over age one. I also have a collection of emails that I sent from his first surgery and his most recent. And more importantly in that same nightstand I found a set of prayer journals that I had kept. My prayer journals (including the ones already boxed downstairs) are a record of all my prayers since 1996 when I was introduced to the concept. My prayers show a history of how God answered our many prayers for our family and how we have been able to turn over matters great and small.
Between all those records, and my current blog entries, I am looking to compile their baby books. When I chose Carson's book, I found it at the Target and it seemed like a good idea to get one that went all the way through high school. When I chose Ephraim's it only seemed right to get the same book for him. What was I thinking???? Now, I have a lifetime of work ahead of me. However, if I take it a little at a time with God's help I can do it. After all if I have time to chronicle their lives on my blog, I can take a minute to transcribe it into their books or at minimum printing it out; using my double stick tape to adhere it.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
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