I was hesitant to even post this. I'm missing something...I've been trying so desperately to scrap ONLY pages that have meaning to me. Or the pages I can only hope have meaning to my kids.
The other day, I was talking to Albert about the boys, I keep wondering will they even care about these pages, books, and altered stuff I make for them? Will they call it junk?
Does that ever cross your mind?
I hate thinking about that, but the truth is, when they are older, paper may just be a thing of the past. Don't mean to be such a Debbie Downer.
I know I love looking at baby/childhood pics of myself. I have VERY few. In fact, I have a handful. I would have loved a handmade scrapbook all about me, made by my mom. My mother had 6 kids and we were poor, so that was not possible. I really hope pages like these will be treasured someday.
Anyway, here is a layout I made:
Very Valentine-ish. All about a MOTHER'S LOVE. The picture is awful. It was a week after delivering Noah. I look tired, worn out...you know, like a mother who just had a baby!!! Via C-Section-may I add! lol
I tucked the journaling behind the picture. and dangled some hearts...it's as good as it's gunna get. :P
Wednesday, I have a WONDERFUL scrapper. You will love her. Can't wait to show you what she created. Perhaps she will get me out of this funk!?
Til then, have a good one!