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7 Reasons Why I Love Blogging.

November 15, 2013

To be honest, I can’t remember why I initially decided to start my blog, but 9 months later I am so glad I did. Here are 7 reasons why I love blogging:

7. When my kids are sleeping and my house is all quiet, I don’t know what to do with myself… so I fill the silence by writing about them. Plus there is nothing good on tv anymore so I’d rather write about my own sitcom.

6. My blog is the ultimate baby book. I started feeling guilty that I never bought a traditional baby book for my youngest, but then I realized that he has detailed blog entries that document everything from my pregnancy, to his birth, to his non-sleeping habits and more… and, yes, after my computer fiasco, my blog is backed up too.

5. I am a SAHM. If you, too, are a SAHM, you will get this. I am with my kids all day every day – every meal, every diaper, every cry, every spill, every laugh, every fight, every tantrum, every bike ride, every play dough session, every bath, every game of hide and seek (which they are awful at by the way), every book, every kiss, every toothbrushing war… everything. And every night I am simulatenously exhausted and grateful that I got to be there for all of that… BUT… that void… you know the “what-about-me-and-my-life-void”… my blog fills that and gives me an outlet to do something I’ve always loved: writing (and drawing ridiculously good stick figures).

4. My kids don’t listen to me, but you guys do! Every comment, every “like”, every page view, every share tells me that someone out there is listening and after being unlistened to all day, let me tell you it feels AWESOME!

3. I am not funny in real life. Really, I’m not. I need like 10 seconds of lag time to come up with a witty response, and in writing, I can do that and no one ever knows.

2. Being a mom can be lonely. There. I said it. It’s a crazy phemomenon, the fact that you have constant companions in your children, but can feel isolated at the same time. My blog has connected me with moms, grand-moms, and even dads (I’m sure there has got to be at least like 2 dudes who read this), who can relate to it all…. and knowing that other people out there ‘get it’, makes me suddenly not feel so alone.

1. When my kids are older and want to know stories about when they were little, I have a record of it all. I know I’ll remember the big stuff, but its the daily life stuff, like how long it took us to get out of the house in the morning, or what I used to make for dinner, or how amazing it feels to be 9 months pregnant,  how I used to attempt to be a crafty mom, or what vacation was like when they were little….. all things my kids do whether it makes me melt or makes me crazy… I want to remember it all….because those friendly people at the supermarket are still reminding me to “enjoy it because it goes by so fast….”

So, what I want to say is…… thanks for reading it. Seriously, thanks.

 

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