Dear Prudence,
My 8-year-old son has taken to pulling out his baby book from time to time, wanting to look at photos and things I had written, and for me to sit with him and chat about it. The problem? My pregnancy and his early years were a painful, tumultuous time that I don’t particularly want to relive. My ex-husband was cruel and abusive to us, and the “memories” I have recorded in his baby book are half-truths that paint a rosy picture of something that in reality was horrible. I love my son dearly and have always felt blessed to be his mother, but I don’t enjoy recalling those years. What should I do?