The girls had their three-year checkup on Monday. As I was getting my bag ready…making sure I had our insurance cards and wipes and a couple of books to entertain the girls, I also had to make sure I had The Notebook.
The Notebook was born out of the girls’ time in the NICU, when every last detail was logged. I automatically continued to document their every move when they came home…
…what time they woke up, how much they ate, their wet and dirty diapers, any significant spit-ups…
And then I expanded it to note such details as when we bathed the girls. And then we bought an infant scale, and I was able to record their weights, to the half-ounce (much to the chagrin of our pediatrician, I might add).
Having this record was actually really handy, particularly when the girls were infants. In my sleep-deprived state, it kept me straight on what we’d done and when…and, if I’m honest, it helped me put one foot in front of the other during some trying times.
It was very useful in keeping track of dirty diapers. Since early on, our girls have pretty different habits, and I was always afraid I’d miss someone being constipated since I’d changed so many dirty diapers from the other baby in the course of a day.
Once the girls started eating baby food, I made notes at each meal. At first it was to help me identify any potential allergic reactions, but then it was more to make sure they were getting a variety of fruits and veggies.
Once the girls got a little older, I knew I didn’t have to keep up my journal…but I couldn’t stop!
I loved seeing our days in black and white…and – the little voice in the back of my head said – what if there were an issue? At least I’d be armed with information!
I finally made a deal with myself: I’d continue my journal through the girls’ first birthday, and then I’d retire my pen.
I actually recorded notes through the girls’ one-year checkup, a few days after their birthday…just in case.
I still use my trusty notebook, though -- thank goodness it’s nice and thick! I jot down any questions I have for our pediatrician and what his answers are. I make a note of the girls’ illnesses and medications. And I have a running tally of their weights and heights from every doctor visit.
And it’s fun to take a little trip down memory lane from time to time.
Hmmm…how many dirty diapers did I change on May 17, 2009?
Why, I’ve just been waiting for someone to ask!
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