Making History

Everything from yesterday is in the past, and therefore its part of history. I happen to love history, which is probably why I document and record our family's history.

I started this blog over two years ago. Those of you that have stuck with me, thanks. I started this blog to help me get through the days when the only adult I was speaking to was my husband (besides myself of course.) I even documented my last days of teaching, which seemed tedious when I wrote it but now it makes sense in the progression of things. This blog made me accountable to my children. When I stopped teaching I was so concerned with the day to day activities. Really I was worried that I would use the TV as a babysitter melting their brains, so my solution was to set up a schedule that included crafts, experiments, and outside. I blogged weekly capturing those memories, and I'm so grateful I did.

Most everyone thinks of their day to day grind as mundane and not worth mentioning; however, they are dead wrong. Its those days that make history, your family's history. Ten years from now I won't remember that my 5-year old got his first loose tooth today and that he asked his big brother how his day was at school. I won't remember that my 6-year old told me to remember to tell his teacher that he won't be in school on Friday, how responsible. I won't remember that my 2-year old kept writing in this blog post by pressing the keys, running away, and giggling. I won't remember that my 3 month old kept rolling over for the first times only when I left the room. Figures, just when I have to pee he rolls over. If I don't write it down what will sustain me when I'm 80 in the nursing home?

When I took a hiatus from the blog when I was horribly sick carrying our 4^th baby, my husband asked when I was going to start up again. My sarcastic answer was probably something like, “I'll leave the computer next to the toilet, so between dry heaves and vomiting I might write something clever. All while taking care of the other three children.” However, that was the first time I realized that even if no one reads this, it still matters to my family.

When I got a new phone last week, I wasn't happy about loosing my old phone. But when my husband said I could take epic videos I started vlogging. That's right, I have my own YouTube channel. I know you are probably thinking what took me so long, but now I can document our homestead activities for our kids in the future. If I had a video of my parents or grandparents explaining their chores on a daily basis it would be worth more to me than anything.

So when each of my children graduate I will compile these blogs in a book for them. I might even make a video compiling all my vlogs. As high school graduates it might not matter to them then, but it will matter, someday. It's our family's history.