Writing, like other arts, is a representation of life. Thus, the writer is compelled to live life more consciously. --Brad Wilcox

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Whew!

Finally! Christmas, a new baby, and a journal later, I'm posting again! Of course, I did go on break for a while after giving birth to Claire, but here is the most recent book I finished--just in time for my friend's baby shower.
It's a journal of 52 Love Letters from mom to baby. There are 52 pages, one for each week of the year, that way the new mom can write a letter each week describing the baby's developmental progress, milestones, idiosyncrasies, and stories to remember.

The inside cover has an envelope to hold the birth story. My birth story for Claire was definitely longer than half a page, so I thought to store it in the envelope in the cover. And the title page says, "Life, for us, would never be the same."

The back cover:

It's a great way to keep a journal, but not in journal form. I find writing a letter once a week to my girls alleviates the never-ending "I-need-to-write-in-my-journal" syndrome. Woohoo!