Memories are a great thing. Last night I was speaking with my grandmother and she was recalling vague recollections of staying with a Danish family, which stem back to the time she was about two years old.
I know there are some people who have very few memories back to the time when they were very young, but I have memories from the time I was two years old. I don't remember everyday life without my little brother, Daniel, but there are a few memories surrounding his birth that I remember.
See, today, April 6, marks my baby brother's 27th birthday. I remember things like slipping up at Christmas time, when my mom was pregnant with him and telling her what we got her for Christmas. I believe the exact words were, "Don't come in here mommy, we're wrapping your new black dress."
But even more impressionable was his coming home from the hospital. I couldn't wait to see my baby. He was born at a time when it was nearly impossible for older siblings to make it past the barrage of nurses to see their new little brother or sister. Today, just about anyone can walk right into the birthing rooms to be part of the special day.
I was so excited when he came home and I finally got to hold him. My grandparents and parents were there talking about the newest member of the family. It was a great time.
I was in second grade when my sister was born, so I have even more memories about her birth, including rushing back to Grandview (from Yakima) after seeing her, so we could watch "The Wizard of Oz" on television.
I've always had a long memory when it comes to life events, but I don't want to miss out on any of the milestones during pregnancy. So, as Tom and I prepare for the birth of our first child, we are writing down our own memories surrounding the birth of our baby. We hope that it will someday be something the baby will be able to hold onto and realize how excited we were about his or her birth.
It won't be the child's memories, but it will be a part of our family history.
My hope is that we are able to make the birth of our second child a memorable experience for the first, as well, giving our children positive memories about the birth of their siblings.
Although Daniel and I grew up never quite seeing eye-to-eye, we have a great relationship now, full of great memories.
He made an impression on me and continues to as we grow older.