In addition to my baby book and photo albums, my mom also saved her little pregnancy journal from when she was pregnant with me. I never knew she had it until I started asking her all kinds of questions about her experience (um, she had three kids without drugs… she’s crazy).
Lots of fun stuff in there. She documented her fears about miscarriage, her questions for the doctor and the first time the baby (me!) kicked. It was also interesting to learn that I was expected to arrive a month after I actually did.
She also referred to me as “The Little Guy” which I think is hilarious. Apparently they thought I was a boy.
I don’t think she kept a journal like this when she was pregnant with my two sisters. Since I’m the oldest, I must have been keeping her too busy to do so. (Sorry Mikaela and Laurie!) But I’m sure someday they will find this book useful as well. It’s been fun to “share” this journey with my mom in a way through her own writing.
I’ve been keeping a journal as well. I write in it a few times a month and write letters to the baby and share my thoughts and experiences. Maybe he or she will be interested to read it someday. It helps me feel more connected to the baby as well. Getting excited to meet him or her!!