I am up watching the last quarter of the NBA Championship game! My little man is asleep and so is my big man. I managed to get some chores done around the house. I did the dishes and washed the kitchen floor with the awesome Bissell hardwood floor and carpet cleaner my mother-in-law got me. I am really lucky to have such a great mother-in-law. I vacuumed the living room and washed a load of Ben’s clothes.
I can’t stop comparing my blogging to a friend of mine. She does such a great job on her blog. But I haven’t really found my voice in this blogging thing. I am stuck between documenting my little boy’s every move to writing about what I am going through as a new mom. On her advice (the awesome blogger) she suggested I keep my blog as a whole part of me as a mom, artist, writer, teacher, etc.
In all honesty, I would rather just write essays and keep them in a file on my computer to be put into a book, but I love the feedback I get from blogging (yes – I love your comments you guys write). I like the fact that I only have a small amount of readers and that whatever I end up posting not that many people will actually read so I can really write anything I want and not fear any judgement. The thing is my writing (not my blogging writing) is very personal and I worry sometimes about being vulnerable. But what writer isn’t vulnerable…
Damn Lakers are up now 68 to 64. Go Celtics!
Truth be told I wish I was more tech savvy and business savvy. I have all kinds of great ideas, just don’t know how to get them off the ground or out of the garage or ignited. I have the fire built so to speak – just need the light.
I have decided to take it easy on myself with my business and creative ideas as I wade into the waters of motherhood, well rather dive into motherhood. I love being a mom. It is something I have wanted for so long. I posted my NPR “This I Believe” essay on the post before this. It is called “This I Believe.” It tells you how long my journey to motherhood was and how it felt to perhaps not be able to reach the dream of motherhood.
Anyway – back to the Lakers/Celtics game – 5 minutes left.