I started this blog because I was feeling like I was ready to have a voice that could be heard. I have been so blessed to be able to stay home these past 7 years, but I'd be lying if I said it is always peaches n' cream. In fact, for the first couple years my main feelings were those of loneliness and isolation. I began to lose myself in dirty diapers, bottles and crying kiddos. The only voice I had left was probably very whiny and desperate sounding. Top that with the fact that I always smelled like spit-up and didn't always get a shower and I was one hot mess. Eventually I learned to make the most of this precious time and actually ventured out with the kiddos, which helped so much. And now I absolutely love being home. I have no idea what I'm going to do when I have to dress up and go to a real job some day. Moving on....
So here's the scenario...
I'm sitting in bed with my laptop, music and a big cup of vanilla chai tea, happily pouring my heart out as I start my blog. Boy was I feeling confident and empowered! I just knew with every fiber of my being that it was finally time to take the leap and hit the 'publish' button. I was so excited! I know to some of you this probably sounds so corny, but refer back to paragraph one and keep in mind that stay at home moms tend to have a whole different idea of what fun is. Well, that and I'm not 21 anymore. ;-)
Then...I. Hit. Publish! I ran out of the room to show Rob (who was apparently taken by surprise, even though I had told him I really wanted to do this several times over the last several months). He read it as I nervously paced. When he was finished, he said....drum roll, please..."Well, there you go." Huh? That's it? And then I started to panic. What if that's how other people felt? What if everyone hated it? Ugh, WHY DID I PRESS THE PUBLISH BUTTON????? I quickly sent this message to a dear friend:
Uh-oh....I was feeling empowered today and decided that after months of fake blogging (aka- flogging), I would take a leap of faith and start a blog. I have wanted to do this for a while and quite honestly, I am so inspired by your blog that I suddenly felt like I had my own wings and could make this fly. Until I pressed the publish button. Now I'm sweating and jittery. Crap.
Now please don't get your undies in a bundle; after I typed that I realized flogging actually looked like a really naughty word. My instincts were right...oops, so sorry! Let's try not to focus on that because that's besides the point. My dear friend's response was perfect. She typed, 'This literally made me laugh out loud! :-)'
Here's the thing, I want my voice to be heard but am so afraid that people won't like what i'm saying. If you don't know me well, one of the things you learn rather quickly is that I am a worrier. Kari's response reminded me that those who matter won't mind if I spout off on some crazy topic or another. And it's ok to have a difference of opinion.
My hope is that you come here every once in a while to share life with me. To roll your eyes and laugh at my quirkiness and to celebrate my joys with me. To understand that I know I'm not always right (pretty darn close, though...just kidding...kind of) and some of my opinions might seem downright crazy, but I'm hoping that's ok with you. Because it's ok with me. :-)
Before I sign off, I should mention that Rob later redeemed himself. I guess husbands don't like to be caught off-guard. ;-)
Until next time...
Just be you. <3
So here's the scenario...
I'm sitting in bed with my laptop, music and a big cup of vanilla chai tea, happily pouring my heart out as I start my blog. Boy was I feeling confident and empowered! I just knew with every fiber of my being that it was finally time to take the leap and hit the 'publish' button. I was so excited! I know to some of you this probably sounds so corny, but refer back to paragraph one and keep in mind that stay at home moms tend to have a whole different idea of what fun is. Well, that and I'm not 21 anymore. ;-)
Then...I. Hit. Publish! I ran out of the room to show Rob (who was apparently taken by surprise, even though I had told him I really wanted to do this several times over the last several months). He read it as I nervously paced. When he was finished, he said....drum roll, please..."Well, there you go." Huh? That's it? And then I started to panic. What if that's how other people felt? What if everyone hated it? Ugh, WHY DID I PRESS THE PUBLISH BUTTON????? I quickly sent this message to a dear friend:
Uh-oh....I was feeling empowered today and decided that after months of fake blogging (aka- flogging), I would take a leap of faith and start a blog. I have wanted to do this for a while and quite honestly, I am so inspired by your blog that I suddenly felt like I had my own wings and could make this fly. Until I pressed the publish button. Now I'm sweating and jittery. Crap.
Now please don't get your undies in a bundle; after I typed that I realized flogging actually looked like a really naughty word. My instincts were right...oops, so sorry! Let's try not to focus on that because that's besides the point. My dear friend's response was perfect. She typed, 'This literally made me laugh out loud! :-)'
Here's the thing, I want my voice to be heard but am so afraid that people won't like what i'm saying. If you don't know me well, one of the things you learn rather quickly is that I am a worrier. Kari's response reminded me that those who matter won't mind if I spout off on some crazy topic or another. And it's ok to have a difference of opinion.
My hope is that you come here every once in a while to share life with me. To roll your eyes and laugh at my quirkiness and to celebrate my joys with me. To understand that I know I'm not always right (pretty darn close, though...just kidding...kind of) and some of my opinions might seem downright crazy, but I'm hoping that's ok with you. Because it's ok with me. :-)
Before I sign off, I should mention that Rob later redeemed himself. I guess husbands don't like to be caught off-guard. ;-)
Until next time...
Just be you. <3