I used to consider myself a very organized person. I mean, I was on top of things. Organized or pack rat, same difference. I saved and filed EVERYTHING. (I just threw out pay stubs I've had since 2000 and utility bills, from I don't even know how long ago, before we moved. Travis INSISTED on me downsizing my files.) I mean, I even have all of our candid shots taken at our wedding, in photo albums. It's seriously amazing to think that I not only got CD's of our pictures from people, but I PRINTED them AND stuck them in a photo album!
Then came the year of our precious Talan David. Holy Moly first born son, you were the bees knees and we probably took 5,000 pictures...in your 1st month. How in the world would I print all these cute and adorable pictures and fit them into photo albums where his first year of books wouldn't take up a few bookshelves in itself? By month 6, I remember buying the biggest photo album I could find and filling it FULL of months 1-3. Wait, what? 3 months? I have 18 years with this kid and one photo album is only his first 3 months? That's when my obsession with pictures and the drive to stay organized with pictures came to a screeching halt.
I don't remember if it was when we graduated high school, or when it was, but I do remember my mom going through all of our pictures and dividing them out for who's picture should go to whom, and the 4 of us kids receiving all of our beloved childhood pictures, in a box...with a brand new photo album to put them into ourselves. I LOVED these types of projects, but that's also when I had in my mind, at possibly 18 years old, how organized I would keep my kids' photos and how exciting it would be to hand them over one day. Funny. And the pictures I received in a box, by the way...was about the same amount as what I took of our first born in his first 3 months of life. Oh how I have a love/hate relationship with this new digital world we're in. Do you really think our parents whipped out a camera the 1st time we ate spaghetti!? Doubtful. Do I have a picture of the first time Talan ate spaghetti? Absolutely!...along with his first rice cereal taste, first blueberries taste, first yogurt experience. I mean the list of his first foods is ridiculous, but I sure have proof that I fed him and was introducing him to new foods! Did our parents take pictures of our new shoes EVERY TIME we got a new pair? And I mean, JUST the shoes. That would be a NO! Do I have pictures of just Talan's shoes out of the box and then just his feet in his new shoes? Duh! I mean, they are so cute and little, and HELLO...stylish!
This is when I realized not only do I have a problem, but also...I am NEVER going to put all these pictures in a blessed photo album; which is when a light bulb went off. Shutterfly books! I would choose the highlights/favorites of each year and make a book for every year! (How would I choose favorites? They're ALL worth highlighting and being put in a book, right?) Well, this task has been on my list of goals at the start of every. single. year. since Talan has turned 1. And the number of books I have?...ZERO! I am now NINE years behind! How am I nine years behind you might ask? Talan is 5, Grayson is 3 and Kylan is 1. And that's not even including if my husband and I want to remember all those precious years and have books for ourselves.
So yesterday I got to work. I am officially overwhelmed. I plan to work on 1 book a month. That gives me 9 months. What will I do with the remaining 3 months? Work on their current years of course. As they will ALL have had birthdays this year. Oy. Why can't I freeze time?...or be a night owl or a morning person so that I can accomplish this task when I have no interruptions? By the time 2016 rolls around, don't be surprised if I never take a picture. ever again.
To all you overachieving Pinterest moms, please don't judge me. I wish I were just like you :)
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