someone asked me the other day how i find time to blog with a newbie in the house.
find time to blog you say? i have more time now to blog, it seems, than before our girl arrived. i wasn't up for endless hours in the middle of the night before she made her appearance you know.
blogging found me a couple years ago, and we go through seasons, this little blog and i.
but i am oh so glad she found me.
the other night around 1 AM as i stumbled out of story's room back into my bed when i realized i forgot to put nursing pads on. now, normally, this isn't a problem for me. can someone say low milk supply? can someone say starving child? mkay. thanks. but, she had only nursed on one side and i thought i better slap one in my bra to prevent any leakage. TMI? you love TMI though, right?
well, gosh darnit. all the nursing pads were in her room and you know i wasn't about to go back in there and risk waking her up. why do we have to have the loudest doors on our kids rooms? this is one of the most annoying things. ever. that, and the fact that a certain almost four year old WILL NOT blow his nose. he says he doesn't know how, even though he did it for the first three years of his life. someone hold me.
anyway, back to my story. there were no other nursing pads in the whole house so i put a maxi pad in my bra. seriously. you should have seen it.
no, wait. you shouldn't have.
but, really, where else would i write that story out, with hopes that someone, somewhere has put a maxi pad in their bra too, if not for this blog? i mean, c'mon.
this blog provides sanity, and an outlet, for a postpartum mama. do you know how bad i wish i had what i have here after my first two babies were born? a couple months after foster was born is when i typed my first little words here. click. click. click. and then there was no turning back. (another thing, i love that blogger now has a little write-back-to-comments thing…which i am doing, and loving. and i'm sure it has a proper name but whatever. and i love twitter. please, let's be twitter friends. you know you want to get my delusional 4 am tweets. don't lie.)
over the past couple years i have read a lot of blog posts about blogging bringing people down. and that women reading other women's blogs who display this picture perfect life only depresses them and makes them wish they had that. um. who's blogs are ya reading, y'all!?!? cause that's the opposite of what i get from blogging. the thing i love about it the most is the realness. the vulnerability. the relating that happens, and relationships that are formed, cause we don't have it all together. none of us. no, not one.
i love this blog for many reasons but most of all i love it for who it's brought into my life.
can i tell you something?
you all bless me out.
so here's to you.
a little thank you.
it's not much, i know.
but it's true and real and sealed with love, from me to you.
now enough with all this sappy stuff…
blog on! you bloggin' fools.