The Things You Find When You’re Not Paying Attention

I’ve spent a lot of time this week playing around with this site. You probably don’t know this, but this blog was started way back in 2003 when the youngest Hen was born.  You see, at that time, we were

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living up in PA and between us both working, raising 3 kids and no such thing as Facebook, I really didn’t have time to be darting off to the local Walgreen’s to have pictures made to mail off to every relative around the country documenting the growth of our children. I also am not the annual newsletter type so what was a girl to do?

Start a website, of course! This way, everyone could just log on to the site, see the comings and goings of the family and everyone would be happy. Like a photo? Just right click, save to your computer and print it off yourself.  The only problem with this concept was that the family wasn’t as ahead of the curve as I was and I had to spend as much time explaining to them how to right click, etc.  As for the, name Four Hens and a Rooster just popped in my head one day at the office and it couldn’t have fit more perfectly since that was our family to a tee… Four girls and one boy.

Unfortunately, I am always trying to fine tune and perfect things and this site is no exception. I originally started the site on Typepad which I loved. Then one day I thought I should move it over to something else. And then I didn’t like that, so moved it again. I tried Blogger and then GoDaddy and then back to Typepad. Finally last year, I decided that since I recommend WordPress to all of my clients, that it only made sense for ME to be there, so I began the task AGAIN of moving the site.  Along the way, I had exported and imported all my posts.. or at least I thought I had but this latest version seemed to be missing a ton of posts.

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Then this week happened and specifically Sunday. I just happened to look up at the dashboard on WP and noticed the breakdown on my posts. It read 305 posts.. 127 published… 178 hidden. What?!

So I started researching and lo and behold.. there they were…

EIGHT years of posts.

I spent the rest of the evening tagging them and publishing them. A lot of them don’t have photos attached anymore but they all have stories and memories.

There was the day that Cassie got her first tooth… when Mackenzie started kindergarten… the trip to Central Park when Sydney literally fell asleep eating her lunch… when we decided to move back to NC from PA… Our first day of school in our new hometown… the day that we found out my dad was sick… the birthday celebrations… the Christmas seasons.  Reading them made me happy but it also made me sad. Seeing the post that I wrote on what would be my dad’s last birthday made me weepy and I realized how precious this thing is.

This website that got started just because I didn’t have time to go to Walgreen’s.

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January 2, 2012 at 11:55 pm

I started writing when Angie was pregnant with Ezra in 2000, at the urging of a friend. I sent out a monthly ‘baby report’ to friends and family by email, and expanded that over the following couple of years. It was becoming a detailed web site by the time Sophie came along in 2003, but shortly thereafter my health failed and I didn’t write again until 2007, post-divorce. The very last entry in the original site was Sophie’s birth. When I started writing again in 2007, it was more from the realization that history nearly succeeded in erasing me than for any other reason. Now it has become a family history book of sorts. Some of the stories I read to the kids, and some I leave tucked away for them to read some distant day in the future. Through all of that, I realized 2 things: 1) History can only erase you if you let it, and most importantly 2) The imprint you leave in the heart of a child is permanent and invincible… nothing can erase it. So that was an incredibly long and rambling way of saying, “I thought I was giving my kids the gift of these stories. Turned out, they gave me the gift of writing.” In any case, Mrs. D, thanks for the reminder that the stories will always be valuable, and become even more priceless with age…

    January 3, 2012 at 6:35 am

    Thank you, Scott… I was never the mom who kept a journal or even babybooks. In this digital world, I couldn’t tell you the last time that I have gotten photos printed off. I think this is the only thing that I have ever done somewhat consistently and hope that it’s still around one day when they might have an interest in it. Who knows what will happen to our digital footprint as quickly as things change.

January 2, 2012 at 10:47 am

I started my site as a humor/writing blog and it’s become increasingly more dedicated to my family… So I kind of went in the opposite direction that most take! But you’re right – those personal stories that record moments/conversations end up being the most precious. Glad you found your missing posts!

    January 2, 2012 at 10:59 am

    @Kate Coveny Hood The nice thing about our blogs is that they SHOULD change with us! Now that my girls are older and we have Facebook for our day to day to happenings, I am finding that it has become more a place for me to speak my mind or tell my stories, so it’s changing again. Thanks for stopping 🙂

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