I haven’t been able to figure out what to write about lately. And although it has been a couple of weeks since I posted anything, I have written several posts that just never made it to the publish-button-hitting stage. None of them felt right, somehow. After I wrote them, it just didn't seem like a good time to publish them.
I wrote about our house – the process of attempting to sell it, the things I love about it, the things I don’t love about it, the way David and I feel so fortunate to live in the neighborhood where we live, with friends and other babies literally a five-minute walk away (if that). I wrote about the way motherhood has put my emotional/sensitive side on overdrive and how I have turned into an emotional sponge lately, soaking up the emotions of others. And how that sponginess has left me sort of emotionally exhausted, anxious, and worried a lot lately because seeing the hard parts of others’ lives has really emphasized to me how completely out of control we all are when it comes to the goods and the bads that happen. I wrote about my thoughts on whether to have a second baby. I wrote about looking down the road at transitioning Annie out of a crib and into a bed (yeah, a lot early to think about that…I hope!). I wrote an update on the aspects of our lives I don’t often blog about – my work, David’s work, the stuff that doesn’t lend itself to cute pictures of our baby girl. I’ve sort of been all over the map with the blog writing lately. And yet, none of it seemed like the right thing to put out there just yet.
And in the midst of these posts that still sit in my “blog” folder on the computer, I missed an anniversary. A birthday. The birthday of my little blog. One year ago last Sunday I decided to create this little online chronicle of our lives. It is part baby book for Annie, part creative outlet for me. And it means a lot more to me than I honestly ever thought it would. I started the blog a few days before we took Annie to daycare for the first time, and a few weeks after going back to work after the life-changing experience that is having a baby. I needed a place to sort things out, to write things down, and a spot to deposit pictures of the beautiful, messy, wonderful little creature who was transforming our family. And I am so very glad that I did.
So I say all that to say, rest assured, although I have sort of fallen down on the job when it comes to blogging lately, you haven’t read the last of me. And who knows, maybe some of those posts I mentioned before will make their way from my “blog” folder to this actual blog someday soon. For now, I would just like to celebrate this first year in the life of Our Noble Pursuits. Happy birthday, blog! And thank you all for sharing it with me thus far.
And a couple of photos from our last week...
And a couple of photos from our last week...
Bath time fun. |
Enjoying the Oktoberfest activities over the weekend. |
This is the first time I've ever wished a blog Happy Birthday - but I think it's an OK thing to do. I think you are very wise to collect your thoughts and happenings in this way. I appreciate you sharing them with the rest of us. I feel like I know you so much better. I'm very happy that your life has deep meaning and that you are able to express that. Please keep it up. We are laughing and crying with you.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Anonymous (would love to know who you are!). And thank you for reading!
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