Well well well. I’ve let my poor little blog lie dormant for a year now. And why? I let it lapse, then I went back to look at a few old posts and I felt so nostalgic reading about the early days of motherhood.
I still take lots of (mostly phone) pics, make recipes, love life with y little family. The last year has been busy, of course: us trading off child care and work, we sold our first house and bought a new new, took a vacation or two. Maybe I’ll reflect back on those, but the truth is: I was just too busy living life to stop and write about it. I didn’t feel the burning need, the urge to jot down those ideas, but I am a bit sorrowful that they’ll fade from my memory in a way that things I’ve written about, won’t be able to.
I think people nowadays overshare personal moments, and I’m not comfortable putting my child on display so much as I did when he was small. The Internet is huge, and while I love reading personal posts, I don’t think he will necessarily, when he’s older.
So maybe back to the days of cooking and sharing recipes, of art activities, of travel. I think I can find a happy medium without exposing my little shadow’s childhood to the world.
March has been a crazy month. We bought a new car last week, and I haven’t even driven it yet! The car seat is in the old one (with snow tires) for now, and between Tyler’s constant gigs and rehearsal, I haven’t had a child-free moment. But we had a nice weekend, starting with a St. Patty’s Day party mostly spent playing keep it up with a balloon, to errands and cleaning, then a birthday party. And lots and lots of playing too, as one does.