Changing my place in the blogosphere

How do you define blogging?

The blogging world is an interesting one. There are people who blog for the pure joy of it all, who love to have their words pouring out of them and have everyone possible read them. There are people who blog because they love the idea of sharing their thoughts on products, and want to do reviews and giveaways and have that be their focus. There are people who use their blog as a platform to launch into other things- a project, a business, a career.

When I started blogging years ago, I thought it was fun. I loved sharing the sometimes random ramblings of being a wife and mother, my thoughts on the latest playgroups and what it meant to me to be a mom. I loved the sense of community, the people I connected with, and the sheer fun of tweeting into the wee hours of the morning.

Until I took a job in this space. Then, that position turned into more, and then more after that, and then even more. At that point, I learned the difference between being a blogger who works on their blog, and a blogger who works. This position changed my life, and nothing has quite been the same since.

Eventually, my role evolved and I moved on to some other roles. I made adjustments to fit my family, to fit my skills, to fit me. I put in countless hours of work, gave up many hours of sleep, and dedicated myself to finding my path.

This past  year, my business partner and I launched our own firm. We have worked harder than I have ever thought possible, and the collective work we had been doing for years finally started to pay off. We are pursuing bigger projects, working on some great things, and what started as a hobby is turning into a career.

Which brings me back to my blog. I love my blog. I still try to make time for my blog, for visiting others, to tweet just for the simple joy of it. But no longer does work mean working on my blog. Work means a full time company with full time clients, with deadlines to reach and goals to meet. Blogging has evolved from my focus to my platform.

On the other hand, my blog is still my space. It is still here, waiting for me. I may not be around as much as I once was, but that place of fun and space to write out what I think still sits here. The people I love to read and connect with are still out there- and sometimes still come here. The connections that evolve from blogging go so far beyond the screen- they really can change your life. As I have navigated through this space and watched others do the same, I am starting to realize just how precious that is. At the end of the day, when I’m done working a full day and spending time with my kids, I can still come here and just write what I feel I have to say.  No matter how inadequate I feel, or how out of any great league I think my blog may be, or how much I think I need to improve.  (Um, which is a lot).

Blogging is many different things to many different people. But when you have a true love of blogging, at the core of it all, it is something that remains true while the rest of the blogging world evolves. Because no matter what changes may come, it is still YOUR space.

And there’s not much more valuable than that.

Because they still need me

Yesterday, on the fifteenth tantrum of the day following the twelfth time I broke up an argument, I sank down on the floor and put my head in my hands after yelling in aggravation. Frustrated with the lack of listening, angered by my inability to remain calm, and feeling utterly defeated at my mothering capabilities, I wondered why they wouldn’t just behave.

As a mother, I strive to parent as ideally as I can. Really, don’t we all? We want to be sure we are our children’s biggest champions, their rocks to lean on, the ones to catch them when they fall.

We teach them so very much. We teach them to play, we teach them to learn, we teach them to listen. We instruct them on proper behavior and how to respond to situations. We spend tireless hours working on enhancing the amazing little people we see evolving through our very eyes.

Except sometimes, I forget just how little they truly are. Yes, I’ve told them not to do this or touch that a thousand times. We will probably tell them this a hundred times more. But while I beam with pride and happiness when my children do as they are told, heaping praise upon them, sometimes the praise is more than they even want to hear.

Because they are kids. They are human. Not only will they make mistakes, they will make them loudly, dirtily, and sometimes without apology. They will need to be reminded to pick up their coats, move their toys off the floor, not to touch that thing. They will need to be told how to clean up a mess and will often need help to do just that. Even if I have to repeat myself so often that I may lose my mind, even if I am convinced that if I don’t finish up what I’m doing at that very moment the world will end, even if I feel like I have thismuch patience left…

They are still young. They are still kids. I have to remember this, even when it’s hard. They still need me.

And that won’t last for long.

How do you keep your cool?

Season of Festivals

I always love when the warmer weather comes in Georgia (well, except for the allergies). This time of year means more time outside- always good when you have kids- and that festival season has arrived! Where we live, festivals are not just an indicator that spring is here, they’re a part of life. While we browse vendors, eat way too much food, and the kids bounce away, my favorite detail has to be watching my kids just be together. They’re not bickering, fighting over a toy, or trying to drive the other one crazy.

It’s the time of year I can actually get some pictures!

Of eating…

Of waiting to bounce…

And sharing the things they’ve made. 

I love festival season. And I love watching my kids enjoy it even more.

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Moving forward

From when I was Waiting, to Looking for answers, Struggling through the questions and when I wore my hair down today, you can catch up on the past crazy year of my life. While there are still some uncertainties, and a lot of doctor visits, there seems to be an end in sight…

After everything I went through, I still remained frustrated. The eventual conclusion was that my birth control had essentially been poisoning me. I had been on mirena, which can stop your cycle (which happened to me for about two years). I had a dangerously high red blood cell count, among other things, that miraculously started improving without any explanation- except the length of time since I had had it removed.

There is no way to prove for sure, but it’s the only explanation some of the top doctors in the nation had left. This, combined with subclinical hyperthyroidism that I am still battling and seeking answers on, ravaged my body. My hair fell out until I looked like the cancer patient I so feared being; my weight continued to drop until my ribs poked out and I was horrifically skeletal. My moods were horrendous, and my emotions were so far out of control I could scarcely recognize the person I had become.

Slowly, I started to feel better. Some of the more intense symptoms started to fade away, and while some of the others remained, I started to feel more human. Not surprisingly, when I returned for my weekly checks, this was in direct correlation to the stabilization of my hormones and dropping off my red blood cell count. I started to breathe a bit easier, no longer fearing for every week to come with more horrifying news than the last; I finally started to believe that this was starting to pass.

The past year has held a lot of emotions. From the time I held clumps and clumps of hair in my hand, to when I walked into the cancer center, the youngest person by decades and yet the recipient of pitying looks, to the gallons of blood I had drawn and endless medical procedures I have had done, I truly felt I had been through it all. From medications to anesthesia, mood swings to breakdowns, I thought I had seen it all.

Until a few weeks later. It seemed life had one more surprise in store…

I just started my second trimester. At 14 weeks, I’m ready to share- unless you’re my family. They will find out when we visit them in person in a few weeks so shhh if you’re a facebook friend!
 

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