Why do I do THIS?

I blog.

I am a blogger.  Perhaps not the most devoted yet, because some days I feel like what I want to say, people won’t really want to hear. I need to get over that.

People are surprised to learn that I blog. I started out blogging as a way to keep a written and visual record of all those wonderful things that my kids say and do – there are so many little “Boo-isms” that we had forgotten about, and someone reminded me of, and you can’t record all of that properly in a baby book. Heck, I don’t think most all any of Pea’s baby book is filled out.

Bad mommy.

However, over the past 2+ years that I have been blogging, the blog has expanded from its original intent. I no longer blog solely about what the kids do or about our trips (although, I still can’t seem to get away from that entirely..);  now I also write about me vent share my thoughts and feelings – and frustrations.

One of the biggest benefits to me has been feedback from those who read the blog. Sure, it’s not all great (“I don’t like your blog right now”, said my mom in a recent conversation. Turns out she didn’t like the recent Wordless Wednesday post.) That’s ok. She won’t like this one, either. Too many words, not enough pictures of the grandkids.

But having others read, and connect with what I am saying? How cool is that!

An unexpected benefit has been connecting with different communities – and other mommy bloggers – via TwitterMoms,  the SITS girls, Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop bloggers…BlogFrog – I’m finding new blogs, different voices, and lots of wonderful blogs to read and be inspired by.

Most recently, it has helped me ground myself, for lack of a better expression. Moving overseas knocked me off kilter – pulled away from our beloved church, my book clubs, my community – my tribe – I’ve felt lost and adrift. This blog has given me a purpose, if nothing else, and a place for me to write.

I have a tendency to drift from project to project – I haven’t really found something I like enough to stick with – other than this blog. I love to write, but I haven’t quite learned to trust my voice yet. (You should see how many drafts I have at the moment. It’s not pretty.) I’m getting better, though.

And, bottom line, on days when I’m fighting a headache and a cranky 4 year old and a whiny 6 year old, wondering where my adorable 2 year old and loving 4 year old went, well, I can write, find some perspective – and maybe the humor in the situation.

Blogging lets me flex my creative muscle, keep my sense of humor, record the amazing in the minutiae.

It makes me happy. Even if it isn’t for everyone, every time.

(But just in case, here is a gratuitous photo for Grandma.)

Pea "loves on" Macy. Poor puppy.

Thanks for hangin’ out with me. Mwuah. I really do love you all!

Comments

  1. You Go Girl!

  2. I had originally started blogging back in 2004 when I had my second daughter Hannah. I wanted to be able to have a place to talk about her updates. I had already been designing websites, but blogging has always been so much more fun.

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