This feels a bit like dusting off an old diary and trying to pick up where you left off. Except you abandoned that diary when you were 12 and now you’re 16 and filling in the middle sections is awkward and time consuming.
That one year old little girl I talk about in my sidebar bio? She’s almost 3. And there’s a brand new baby in the mix now too…but we’ll get to that.
My original intent with starting a blog was just to give myself an outlet. I craved something that was just for me, and writing has always been soothing to my soul, so here we are. Err…here we were? I don’t know how I got away from this place – but the places I went were (err…are?) pretty great.
I’m grateful I started this blog, because through it, I found my way to the Oklahoma City Moms Blog, and through that community I’ve met incredible women who I can’t imagine doing this motherhood thing without.
(I also took the plunge and wrote for Scary Mommy a time or two. And learned all the life lessons on internet haters!)
In the time since I all but abandoned this space, I had another (difficult) pregnancy, and another c-section, which resulted in the sweetest baby boy I’ve ever laid eyes on. (And also packed on all the pounds from that pregnancy…but I digress).
And now, somehow, with less free time than ever. I am feeling the urge more and more to write again. Because anything I can carve out for myself is a win.
And I mean, in the last 3 months the best thing I can say that I carved out for myself is watching all 10 seasons of Friends while on maternity leave. And Gilmore Girls (original and reboot). And Jane the Virgin (you’re welcome, baby boy for exposing you to Spanish at a young age).
There’s really only so many Netflix binges one can go on without risking your brain turning into Jello.
So, let’s try this again. Back to basics. I’ll write the words. My mom, aunts, and probably 2 other friends will read them, and someday I’ll be able to remember this crazy, beautiful, hectic time of life with my two sweet babies.
Yeah, I’ll want to remember.