I’ve published 465 posts since launching this blog 25 months ago. Let’s do some math, shall we? That’s approximately one post every 1.6 days. (Right?)
Many of those published posts are the equivalent of verbal diarrhea, I admit. Others were planned. All of them came from my heart. Some were painful to write, and even more painful to publish (and still some are even more painful to read later!). Some lifted me up. Some were written with certain someones in mind. Some celebrated milestones or relationships. Many celebrated my son or how much I love being a mother. Some lamented–those were usually written during a bout of insomnia!
Of those 465 posts, 124 were about living better–and now that I think about it, that is the sole purpose of this blog, actually. I started it to figure out how to live happier (when PPD was kicking my ass), and it worked–my life is better because of this blog. I set out to celebrate the moments of parenthood that are amazing but fleeting unless they’re written down, and sometimes I succeeded in doing that. Sometimes this blog became my place to rave about sisterhood. Lately, it’s been a place to write about how music influences my quest for positivity and happiness.
I’ve enjoyed blogging more than I thought I would. The idea to launch a blog came to me at the exact time when I needed a goal and a project. It has sustained me during hard times and joyous. I’ve become part of a community because of this blog–several communities, in fact. It also provided a new topic of conversation for me and a few of my friends who launched blogs, too. In that sense, it made those friendships even better as we learned how to do this thing together, helping each other find our voices.
I will never quit blogging, I am sure of it.
Back in 2010 and 2011, I wrote mostly about breastfeeding, being a working mom, depression, anxiety, and sleep. Today I find myself writing more about my community of friends–both those I’ve met through blogging and those I’ve known for much longer. While I enjoy raving about you all (and will continue to do that), I’d like to get back to writing more about my relationship with Jax. For example, I don’t feel as if I write enough about daily life. Jax and I don’t spend much time at home on the weekends (and sometimes, the weeknights, too!). We are typically go-go-go, trying to spend as much time as possible having fun, seeing new things, meeting friends and family, and so on–which makes for some really interesting blog posts if I can find the time to generate them! I take a lot of pictures (and slather them all over Instagram), because pictures are easier than words–and sometimes they capture a moment better than words. But if I had more time to spend on my blog, I’d be writing about all the things we do together. Sidenote: Every day that I run around with my toddler, I’m so grateful that he can keep up with me. And not only keep up but also really enjoy shopping, visiting, and being outside just as much as I do. Whew!
I guess what I’m getting at–in this very long-winded rambling post–is that my goal for blogging for the month of November is to try to better capture what life is like from here. But only if it means I will have time enough both to go out and enjoy life with my favorite little co-pilot and to come back here and write about it.
Is there anything you’d like me to write about more often?