Dear Blog,

It’s not me, its you. I hope someday you can understand.

I do honestly like blogging. When I started blogging on this site nearly two years ago I was using it as a creative exercise in writing, where forcing myself to come up with something interesting each day served the dual purpose of honing my writing skills and providing me with a outlet for my thoughts, observations, and incredibly fantastic sense of humor. Here’s my problem; I lack willpower. I never intended for this blog to become a daily journal of who did what and how much sleep I haven’t gotten. I just read the last couple of posts, and I officially think my blog is blah now. It’s way harder to be creative with two children rather than one. Plus, I would rather make googly faces at Henry than blog anyway, so it’s kind of a tough decision some nights.


So, you know that lotion Aquaphor? It’s great for dry skin. Super greasy but it works really well. Violet just got a hold of it. First she was putting it on her face. Then she was putting it on her lips. Obviously the natural progression here is to put it on her tongue next. She did. Have I mentioned yet how easily she can make herself vomit? I don’t think the aquaphor vomit stain is going to come out of her pants too easily.

See? I can’t blog without interruptions now. In the beginning I used to be able to sit at the computer, listen to some music to get my creativity moving and just go. Now, I write with the symphony of shrieks, yells, and grunts in the background. It’s not like I don’t have reasons to keep blogging. Today I passed the 17k mark for blog hits, and I always have incredibly fascinating and humorous anecdotes to share, but the hard part is to find the time and mental space to put them down here.

I’m not going to stop blogging; I just needs to get my game back, ya’ll…and would it kill you to comment every once in a while? Yeah, you know who you are. Don’t think for a minute that I am going to start having contest giveaways to get people to comment on my blog. Fine. Okay…I’ll pick a random winner on Sunday morning from people who leave legitimate comments. You will win something interesting. That’s all I know at this point.


9 thoughts on “Dear Blog,

  1. Now I feel like I am playing your evil game…It’s really feeling like fall in the PNW today, I think you’ll be excited when you get back from all that unseasonal sunshine.

  2. Renee Tokarchuk says:

    I understand, but will miss peeking into your daily routine more often than you know ๐Ÿ™‚

  3. No prize needed here! I really enjoying reading your blog. I get it though because, I have a 21 month old and another baby due on Sunday. So, I can relate to the little stories about Aquaphor and such. Also, I know what you mean, there are lots of readers out there that never “comment” and it is nice when people at least say something! ๐Ÿ™‚

  4. Eileen says:

    Whether you write something grown-up, intellectual, and inspirational…or you write about your daily duties, interuptions and super-duper kidlets…it is all good. With little time, I follow only 3 blogs. Our sons John and Joe and you. And each is worth it as you all write to inspire and challenge and to make me laugh.

    Your sense of humor, look at life, and bizarre look at life is entertaining and lovely. It helps me to look outside the box too!

    Hurry home! ๐Ÿ™‚

  5. Ashley says:

    Okay, so I meant to comment a few posts back wondering what sound Isla and I make when we’re the animals in the e-i-e-i-o song.

  6. grandma A. says:

    Today I bought you a singer sewing machine. It’s pretty fancy, lots of stitches to choose from and has just been reconditioned by the BEST small machine repair man in the entire Warm Beach Senior community. This is a completely conditional gift. If you don’t continue blogging everyday, and sew instead, buy your own machine. I enjoyed you so much as a child, and fully expect to participate in your life (although much more vicariously now) as an adult with the many predictable/unpredictable challenges nurtured with your insightful observations. Your stories aid me in, regressive acceptance. Thanks for that.Thanks for your transparency. My daughter has made me more comfortable in accepting my own mistakes, my own very beautiful successes. You are beautiful Pearl. I thank my Creator for bringing me, you…

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