The problem with taking a blogging break is that it’s difficult to start up again. When I sit down at my computer to write a new post, I can’t think of anything very important to say, and the longer I put the post off, the more important I feel like the post should be. Which is just silly. Give me another month and I’ll be trying to write the 2014 version of “I Have a Dream”. Sadly, my dream will include a child-free evening with wine and yarn. My dreams just aren’t that revolutionary.
When I started my blog, I didn’t know what to expect from it. This is my first post, written Nov 14, 2010:
Happy, Shiny Mamas
I love reading blogs by moms that appear to have it all together. You know the ones I mean — they post big beautiful pictures of their smiling children sitting on sparkly floors, or they make up great recipes that are both healthy and family-friendly, or they create lots of fabulous things from left over milk cartons to decorate their adorable homes with. Or worse — they do all three.
I’m not one of those moms. The floors in my few pictures are littered with toys and usually coated in sticky oatmeal. We eat grilled cheese every single day. My crafts tend to end up as a mass of glitter glue stuck to the cat. And some days I think that if I have to look at that pile of dirty dishes one more time, I’m going to lose … my … mind.
But I continue to read the blogs of the women who have it all under control. Because, first of all, I know that they don’t – nobody does. And second, they motivate me. They give me something to work towards. They make me think that maybe I’ll figure out this domestic thing. Or someday my family might eat healthier. Who knows — I might even have time to use my sewing machine again in not so distant future. I have a vision of how I want life to be, and they inspire that vision.
So thank you to the mamas out there who take the time to blog about their lives and families and make it all look like so much fun. I’m making a conscious effort to join you, to embrace the life I want for myself and my family. This blog plays a part of that, because I want to document my family’s journey together.
And as for the pile of dishes in my kitchen? I literally give up. I’m going dishwasher shopping tomorrow.
I love reading that post. It makes me laugh because it seems like life hasn’t changed at all. My cats are still sparkly, but these days it’s probably because the Pixie painted floor with glitter and the cats discovered the masterpiece before I did. I still have a piles dirty dishes, but that’s because the dishwasher we bought broke last October (on the night before I hosted Thanksgiving dinner) and I still haven’t found a repair person. (Recommendations? Anyone?)
I love this post because it also reminds me how much I’ve accomplished. I haven’t figured out “this domestic thing”, but sometimes I think there is light at the end of the tunnel. Our decluttering has helped, though Christmas has set us back again. My family eats better now, thanks to a gluten-free diet ruling out everything we used to eat. I’ve even sewn one or two things.
When I read through old posts, I remember so many great moments. Taking The Princess to the Nutcracker. The Pixie’s first birthday. Sometimes I just browse through my blog, looking at the pictures and enjoying the memories. My posts might not be revolutionary, but they are important to me and fun to create. Which is more than enough of a reason to keep on writing.