This is a very good question. Who am I now? When I first started blogging way back in 2005, I was a baby with a baby, or at least I thought that's how people saw me. I was a new mom and a new wife. I don't think I was particularly good at either job but I tried hard. I honestly had no clue what I was doing. Armed with the idea that people thought I was funny--friends used to tell me I should be on Saturday Night Live (I promise, this was a compliment back then)--I set off to write a snarky blog about...I don't know what, exactly. But, nonetheless, friends encouraged me and I enjoyed writing for a while. I was part of a small group of moms with babies around the same age (internet friends) and we would read each others blog posts about wiping stray spit up off your shoulder and other mom things. It made me feel less alone because most of my friends were still off living (what I imagined must be) glamorous lives of normal urban twenty-somethings.
Then, time passed, I got a job, had another kid and various boring family things happened. It was harder to find the time or motivation to write. A part of me always missed writing but I didn't make time for it. So, here we are in 2020 and I am challenging myself to get back into writing. I'm not sure if it makes sense to pick it back up here, on this blog, but this is the place I have.
These days, I'm not so much into wiping spit up off my shoulder (well, I mean, if I had spit up on my shoulder, I would totally be into wiping it off - but my kids are teenagers, so if they are spitting on my shoulder it's totally intentional). At this point in my life, I feel like I am finally starting to wake up from the autopilot setting I put myself into for so long because it was the only way I could figure out how to get through life previously. I am trying to find a better way to enjoy life. I am remembering to enjoy my own company. I am learning to truly enjoy the company of those around me. I am learning to reject the idea that being on autopilot and just getting by is fine way to live. I am not always good at these things, but working in that direction.
These days, I'm not so much into wiping spit up off my shoulder (well, I mean, if I had spit up on my shoulder, I would totally be into wiping it off - but my kids are teenagers, so if they are spitting on my shoulder it's totally intentional). At this point in my life, I feel like I am finally starting to wake up from the autopilot setting I put myself into for so long because it was the only way I could figure out how to get through life previously. I am trying to find a better way to enjoy life. I am remembering to enjoy my own company. I am learning to truly enjoy the company of those around me. I am learning to reject the idea that being on autopilot and just getting by is fine way to live. I am not always good at these things, but working in that direction.
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