I must be the worst blogger mom ever! I find it funny that I thought once I had a child my blog would become really fun and interesting. I imagined all the quirky comments and silly pictures I would post once I had some material to work with.
AND THEN REALITY SET IN
I'm tired.
Scratch that, I'm exhausted. All the time.
I wake up early, rush around trying to get myself, my husband and my daughter out the door. Then I rush to work, where I constantly feel like I'm 3 weeks behind, barely stopping to eat or go to the restroom (seriously, I've already had one kidney infection this year and it's probably from holding it all day) rush to get my daughter who is usually a cranky mess by the end of the day, fix my family some sorry excuse for a meal, put my daughter to bed and then pass out myself. Most nights, I'm asleep before the Mister has even had a shower. Then I wake up and do it all over again.
*Let me add that I'm not complaining. I love my life, I'm just thinking out loud. Well, sort of.
I have only one question for all you bloggers out there.
How on earth do you find the energy? Is there something wrong with me? I only have one child for goodness sake you'd think I could handle a little creative blogging? I mean, I'm not really doing much of a baby book so this is really the only thing Miss A will have that chronicles her life and I stink at it!
I read blogs (of strangers mostly, so I can't necessarily ask them their secrets) of moms who have multiple children, full time jobs, side jobs and sometimes they're students too and all of them seem to be able to find time to put their memories into writing so that one day their little lovely's can take a trip down memory lane via the world wide web.
Well, I have a plan but I can't promise you (Miss A) that it's going to work. I have a fresh new look, a new blog name and a list of things I plan on blogging about. We'll see if it works. Just remember though, sweet girl, that as frazzled and exhausted as your mom may be she is cherishing every single moment with you and if it makes you feel any better, I have a really good memory so I'll at least be able to tell your future prom date some embarrassing stories of your childhood.
So,
Here we go......again!
