When BigB was 4 years old we gathered both sets of grandparents for a lunch…and to put a roof on our shed. Along with the free labour, we had a purpose disguised in that lunch. We announced to everyone that BigB was going to be a big brother. Everyone was pleasantly surprised while BigB wasn’t sure at that point what it all meant. To be honest, neither did I.
35 weeks after that lunch, LittleL arrived via repeat C-section (that can be another post!). Our hospital stay was much like with my first, I knew what to expect from a C-section, my parents and sister were there to focus on BigB’s needs. My husband stayed in the hospital with me. I saved all the same things I did with BigB…Or did I?
If I rewind a bit and look at #1’s baby book, (which, I might add, is nicely done in a scrapbook with fancy papers, stickers and printed pictures), all the blanks are filled in and all special moments are recorded! I included appointment cards for my OB GYN. Yeah, you know those cards you get every 2 weeks you go? I had at least a dozen of them securely glued in a pretty book. There were three other pages in that same book dedicated to special moments for each trimester as well as names we were thinking about, cravings I was having, heartbeat rates…it was all there to help me remember!
Other than the presence of physical mementos there were other distinct differences between my first pregnancy and second. With my first, there was a shower. There were cards and gifts to celebrate Number 1’s arrival. There was a cake, food, games, people and pictures (as in printed pictures).
We took prenatal classes the first time around. We weren’t quite so studious with Number 2. We figured we knew what we were doing. (Besides, I had kept all of the handouts from the first classes in a baby book so I could review them anyway.)
Yes, #1 has a lovely scrapbook made by yours truly but he also has a Winnie the Pooh box that houses his first hospital hat, arm bands, photocopies of his hospital feeding chart, cards from his first year of everything! I even put the deflated helium balloons and flower cards in there.
What does #2 have? A grocery store bag. Yup. I’ve held on to most of the same stuff but it’s in that grocery store bag. There is no scrapbook, partially due to the fact that I don’t have an interest in scrapbooking anymore, but also TIME. With two kids there is no time to drag all that stuff out and I don’t print pictures.
While we are talking about printed pictures, it’s worth noting that there are approximately 2000 printed pictures and 7 full video tapes of his first year. #2 has about 300 printed pictures and is included in 2 of those 7 tapes. While that seems very skewed, that doesn’t mean I don’t take pictures of LittleL! Completely the opposite – I take more! I also take lots of video clips on my iPhone and iPad. I don’t print pictures, I save them! I share them via Facebook so I have no need to print them and send them out via snailmail.
So am I a slacker mom or a slave to technology? Am I changing with the times? Is LittleL being cheated out of childhood memories? Does it get worse with 3 or 4 kids or more? I think LittleL will be just fine. I have a lot of pictures. I have all the key items. But who are these items for, anyway? Are they for him? He probably won’t care. What 35 year old man is saying “Man, I wish my mom had my OB GYN appointment cards from when she was pregnant with me.”? Probably not too many. I think both boys’ significant others will be pleased with the amount of childhood keepsakes that are here for them to “oooh and ahhhh” over, but they won’t be able to have them because they are MINE!
Must go get my video camera and take some video of Little L. Thanks for reading.