I forgot to take her 18-month photo. I have avoided thinking much about it, but I know that I am deeply upset about it. I’m not sure there really is a remedy at this point. On the day, I forgot until late in the day, at which point I was exhausted. I said that I would do it the next day, and that would be fine. And it would have been. Except that, on the next day, a kid hit my daughter in the face with the corner of a board book and cut her face. So, she then had a cut-turned-scab right next to her nose and eye for maybe a week. By the time it healed, I’d kind of forgotten about the photo. Only remember it again well after the mark had healed, and it already felt too far into the month. So, I avoided thinking about it. Thought of it again yesterday and today, several times. Still trying not to think about it, because I know I’m crushed at having missed it. Because she has been changing a lot lately.
So, I think the remedy is just to do 19 months and to be okay with that.
I’ll sit with that and see how I feel tomorrow.
Thank you, God. Please, keep us safe and make us well and whole. Especially my husband and daughter, please. In your name, I pray. Amen.
Post-a-day 2026