I wish you would write to yourself, young mama. I know it doesn't seem like you ever could forget, but you will. You will forget so many things, like what she said today or what he did today, and you'll even forget how you felt today.
When you are a mother of school-aged kids, you'll miss those babies and you'll wish you could remember more. I'm at that stage now. Mothers of college-aged kids and grown kids have often told me to seize the moments I'm in. I know I should.
I wish you would write, too, mama of school kids (me included!). I wish you would write, college-kids' and grown-kids' mama. I wish you would write, too, grandma of little grandkids.
It doesn't have to be a big production. We can make it happen. Although we really don't need yet another thing to do, let's write anyway, for the sake of our future self who wishes she could remember it all.
Set a pretty journal (a cheap spiral notebook is pretty enough) and pen in a handy spot – on the nightstand, in the rocking chair pocket, on the mantle, in the Kitchen Aid mixing bowl (it's clean, right?).
Grab it whenever the thought strikes, or when a kid says something cute, or when the baby is the most adorable thing ever and you're sure your heart will burst.
Grab that pen and write your future self a note. You'll be thankful that you did.