I am a Blogger

I always had an affection for writing. It seemed like an easy way for me to get out my thoughts. English teachers from when I was very young were complimenting me for my advanced writing skills. Although writing always had a presence in my life, I never really focused on this skill or passion for that matter.

When I was very young, I used to write long elaborate stories (usually having to do with friends and boys of course) in notebook after notebook. I always felt a big sense of relief when a test was given in essay format, feeling that I could write my way towards a good grade regardless of my knowledge base (sorry mom). It wasn’t until senior year of high school that I took a creative writing course. I loved it in a way that its surprising that I never really pursued it after that.

Shortly after I had Drew, Adam persuaded me to start a blog. Even though I doubted anyone really cared what I had to say, I blogged once a week and sent it out to my friends and family directly. Most of my blogs were around my feelings about being a new mom, working and eventually growing our family. As I started writing, the compliments came pouring in. Sometimes I had people giving me advice, sometimes I had people telling me that they were quite entertained and sometimes people were frustrated with my perspective on things. Regardless, it was the affirmation I needed to keep going.

As Adam and I had started talking about my retirement, Adam had suggested I step it up and join the “Mommy Blogging” world. At first I was definitive that I wasn’t comfortable broadcasting my feelings to the world, mostly the Facebook world. Having all my acquaintances, friends, work colleagues know my inner workings might assure that I no longer have acquaintances, friends or colleagues and was scary.

Then I started reading. I started reading a few blogs at first. Then several. Then tons. There was a comradery over the web. As if all the moms could commiserate over how hard it is to be a mom and continue to have “work colleagues” despite no longer working. It has allowed me to use my business acumen in a way that motherhood has not. It is hard at times to think about all the eyes that are on my thoughts, but its also exciting and that’s the only way it will eventually become a business for me. Some people sell Stella and Dot or Mary Kay, I sell myself and my thoughts.

Those of you who are devoted readers, I thank you. Those of you who stop by occasionally to check things out, I thank you. And as I continue to grow and change, this can be nothing more than just a well documented chronicle of my thoughts and feelings while raising my children or maybe a lucrative career path…time will tell.