About a year ago, I decided to leave my flexible full time job to go back to being a stay-at-home mom. At this point, I had an almost 2-year-old and was ready to have my next child and knew that the stress of work was getting in the way of me being relaxed enough to get pregnant. I have always been the person who takes work too seriously and has trouble separating it from my home life. I like to think I care too much but others would call it anxiety.
Not even two weeks later, I found out I was pregnant with my second child… talk about timing! The first trimester was a rough one. R, the two-year-old, ended up having three stomach viruses which didn’t really help with my all day nausea or motivation.
Our routine ended up involving tons of couch time and Disney Junior. (Damn you catchy Doc McStuffins songs!) Like most parents, there’s only so much you can watch of the same Disney cartoon before you realize you need to do something else to entertain yourself. So
sadly naturally, I turned to my phone to see what I could look at to waste time. My drug of choice is typically Pinterest. There’s something so satisfying about looking for recipes, cleaning / organization tips, and kids activities and then pinning them. Now, I don’t know about you but I tend to be a little bit of a digital hoarder when it comes to Pinterest. My total number of pins was growing daily and I had very little to show for it with the exception of some really delicious meals and desserts!
At this time, I realized how much time I was spending reading blogs about cleaning and organization and cooking and kids activities and how little I was actually accomplishing. I realized how much I love reading these blog things and if I could put half that much energy into trying to do these things or write about these things I could have something of my own. WARNING: I am by no means a writer. I am a former teacher who loves math and science. I avoided teaching English and grammar as often as possible.
So how did I think I could become a blogger?
Because I love a good challenge, dammit! And the former career driven part of me still wants to prove I can use my brain for things other than keeping track of poopy diapers and feedings. And I may actually get to have adult conversations with people other than my poor husband, even if those conversations are only digital, they still count. Bonus – it gives me a great excuse to leave the house ALONE for a couple of hours here and there, to sit in a Starbucks ALONE under the premise of “writing”. I say this as I sip my iced 2 pump vanilla latte ALONE.