First-ish blog post ever... (alternative title "Jacque-come-somewhat-lately to blogging)

Most of my life I have wanted to want to journal...

From way back in grade school when it was called keeping a diary (I always thought it would be great to be able to chronicle my life and dreams like my favorite book heroines). I used to get these cute little mini faux leather covered books with little tiny locks to bind them shut and even littler tinier keys (which were superfluous, in that you could usually "jimmy" the locks on these treasure troves of childishness with a fingernail)... typically I would write "Dear Diary" entries for two or three days in a row and then skip a week, then a month and then lose the thing for 2 years. *shrug* not that much of interest happens to a 7 year old anyway.

Don't get me started on the short-lived pseudo anxt-fest drek that was my high school diary!

In my 20's there were both a psychological and a religious phase of abortive journaling. Interesting that both paradigms encourage written catharsis as a means of healing and growth.
(sadly these also followed my 7 year old journaling pattern: several days of committed writing, followed by longer and longer lapses until years later when I would find the forlorn journal in the bottom of some box)

After that I figured that journaling just "wasn't my thing" and pretty much gave up on it.

When Alex and I were planning our wedding I had renewed journaling fantasies... visions of beautiful wedding albums and (being the good little technophile geek that I am) family webpages.
you know... having a great family page with lots of pictures and funny witticisms and travel and general exciting-ness. (mostly inspired by my girlfriend Christina's family page)
yeah.
that never happened.
There was one, count that, ONE stab made at this
*sigh*
Oh well.

THEN we got pregnant, and I was determined that our son will not grow up believing he was a "pod-child" (as I did, since there is virtually no photographic evidence that I existed before the age of 6)
So.
I have recently made some small stabs at online journaling (see my sporadic but at least mostly complete pregnancy journal here) and have dreamed of doing a comprehensive baby book for Izaak (knowing myself and knowing that I would probably never fill out more than a page or two of one of those cutesy "real" baby books) and have done a somewhat okay job on that so far (see family website baby milestones here), but wanted an outlet to be able to share more day-to-day baby cute-and-funniness (of which IMHO there are scads and scads ) and frustrations (of which sadly there are also many).
So.
We'll see how this blogging thing goes!
(Hopefully it shall not go the way of my overly emo highschool diary/journal which I think had a grand total of 15 melodramatic entries)

~Jacqué
(are you supposed to sign these things? like they're a letter? I think diaries always had a "Yours Truly" line, but heck that was 30 years ago!)