I do, I do, I do. I do love blogging. This much I know is true. I think the community is fascinating, I enjoy reading people’s posts, and the open dialogue blogging promotes. Recently a bunch of bloggers banded to together to pay a fellow blogger’s unpaid vet bills. Where else do you find that?
While chatting with a blogger about her role in blogging, she states how it’s hard to get much attention compared to bloggers who write about their children. (I’m sure I’ve understated her opinion greatly, but it was something along those lines) Personally, it got me thinking since I’m a parent and feel the opposite.
Initially blogging was a nice outlet as a new parent. I found other parent bloggers who shared similar stories about parenthood. Honestly though, I feel being a parent has stifled my creative juices. In the past I had so many fun and random things running through my head. I couldn’t turn off all the craziness. After Baby Singe’s arrival, I didn’t want to maintain a blog entirely about my child. I told myself that couldn’t and wouldn’t happen.
Six months after her first cry, upon completion of nearly every post I stuck a checkmark in the Baby Singe category box. Twelve months later, not only were the majority of my posts baby centric, so were my Facebook Updates. My world is my daughter’s. I figured I’d get my life back after a year or so. Two and half years have passed and I’m still struggling to regain a foothold of Me Time.
2009 was the perfect storm to kill my blogging activities. Hectic work life for my wife and I, parenting, lots of rain. I kid, but these are the excuses I’ve created in my head. Excuses, they are abundant these days. They’ve been very prevalent for the past three years and I’d like to bid them farewell.
I know life will never be the same as it was prior to August 5th, 2007. I’m not that naive guy who impregnated Kourtney Kardashian. I’m learning to be okay with this and adjust my expectations accordingly. Last year I faltered with some of my athletic endeavors and took it personally. I made excuses then and I’ve made them in this post. I will rid myself of the excuses and move forward. Parenting is a joy. Being a husband is a delcious treat too. Having great friends is also swell. Balancing it all is a challenging mofo.