First it was everyone I knew getting married and sending out their gorgeous and meticulously chosen wedding invitations. I’d receive the invitation in the mail, write the date on my calendar, and then, well, I’d just throw the invitation away. I mean, I feel bad saying that I threw away these invitations because I know that my bride friend had probably fretted over the just the right shade of periwinkle for the ink, debated over “ivory” versus “pearl,” and spent hours pouring over fonts that they probably thought would either make or break the tone for their wedding.
I was not that type of bride, but I know that many of my friends devoted an entire year of their life to planning this blessed, (hopefully) once in a lifetime event. In that case, FONTS MATTER! and I’m sure they never pictured their perfect invitations amongst raw chicken juice and the morning’s coffee grounds.
Anyway, now I’m in the stage of life where, rather often, I get an adorable baby announcement in the mail. Baby announcements seem somehow more sacred than a wedding invitation with a cute wittle baby facey wacey right there! I can’t just chuck them in the trash! I know that two very tired parents either spent a great deal of money or time (or both) trying to get the perfect shot to put on the announcement. Many frequently interrupted hours were probably spent choosing the PERFECT announcement for this hard earned photograph.
In my case, there was lots of sweating and tears trying to get a decent picture of Carson for his baby announcement. With his colic, I wasn’t about to take his wailing self to a professional photographer, praying the whole time that he’d just be quiet for a few pictures, only to end up setting a pile of money on fire instead. Tate and I filled the role of photographer and probably took 400 pictures trying to get a shot that didn’t make him look like the newborn blob he was. This announcement seemed VERY IMPORTANT in my post pregnancy, always crying newborn, breastfeeding every hour and a half haze. This picture was Carson’s only introduction to my friends who all lived far away and I didn’t want them to think I had an ugly baby!
But back to what do you DO with all these baby announcements? I’m not good at organizing the photographs of MY OWN CHILDREN, let alone YOUR children. My current “method” is to either 1) put the announcement on the fridge for a while (a few days to a few years) OR 2) put the announcement in a “to be filed” pile. Those piled announcements never actually get “filed” because I don’t actually have a file for “FRIENDS’ KIDS PICTURES.”
What do YOU do with the baby announcements you receive?
(Here’s the picture we chose for Carson’s announcement out of the 400 we took. I think you can see why I was sweating and crying when THIS was the best out of 400.)