Merry Christmas and don’t judge me!
You see, I struggle with APMD. Advance Procrastinating Mommy Disease. I was diagnosed even before childbearing age as a 7th grader who would start her science project the night before it was due. I'd waltz right into the living room about 8 p.m. to announce I needed a piece of puce posterboard, two spools of red waxed string and a roll of film developed by class time tomorrow morning. I can still see my stunned, working mother's face, followed by her chuckling and my eventual teary, sleepless night to get it done. I wrote my acceptance speech for a journalism award in high school while sitting among the other winners waiting to be introduced: they with their type-written index cards, me with the back of the program they just handed me and a borrowed pen from the hotel desk. But I digress.
So, because of this “condition” I have chosen to actually make the memories with my three kids rather than scrapbook them, so far. I have the first child’s baby book with all the necessary elements assembled but not actually completed. He’s age 10. I bought the second child a baby book. It’s still in the box. She’s 8. The third child…well she knows how much I love her; maybe we’ll go shopping for a baby book next week. She’s 6.
I do take photos though, lots and lots of them. Some I even get printed out of the computer. I admit I feel the sting when some mom I’ve known for years whips out a baby book of when her child and mine played together in the park one spring day in 1999. I wince when my middle child (and you know the syndrome) methodically interrogates me as to why her brother has a memory book from preschool but she doesn’t. The truth is that her brother’s preschool actually forced me to do it as it was a requirement for participation in the program. Naturally I wised up and sent her to another preschool that didn’t have that, ahem, stipulation. Meanwhile, my littlest daughter is certain she just started existing about the age of 3 out of thin air. That is the age when I came out of a “I have three kids 18-22-months apart” stupor and started taking pictures of them again.Continued on the next page