Hey, how’s it going?
I hope all is good in your hood.
Did you know that you shouldn’t start blog posts like that? I’m sure it says so in the “Beginners Guide To Blogging Like Everyone Else”, you’ll find it on page five thousand, four hundred and twenty three, about two thirds of the way up. It’s after the chapter on using numbers in your title to engage readers and just before the chapter on how to bleg.
You guys I’m so over it.
I’m an avid reader of at least a 100 different blogs and I feel like I’m just seeing the same thing over and over again. To be clear, I’m not against a review or a giveaway or a post with 7 things (that we don’t spend money on because we’re parents) – in fact you’ll notice a few of those popping up here fairly regularly. I just feel like I’m starting to unintentionally conform to this and in so doing I’m starting to lose my sense of “self” on MY OWN blog and that just makes no sense to me.
Do you even care about this inner turmoil that I am struggling with? Probably not. But writing things out is a form of therapy for me that is one of the reasons I started this blog in the first place. I’ve been feeling this overwhelming need to write but nothing is coming out because I can’t move past this. So here I am, working it out with the keyboard, as one does.
I read this post* yesterday and it struck a cord with me somehow. I’m almost sure it’s to do with the term “the underbelly of our family”. All I seem to read is fluff. Where is the good stuff? The real stuff? The hard stuff? A place where all the good, the bad and the ugly are woven together to remind you that the grass is not always greener on the other side. It’s green where you work your flipping ass off watering it, digging out the weeds and putting horse poop on it all the time (and enduring the smell).
* You should read this – really it won’t take long.
Green grass takes some mother flipping hard work.
Spending time on social media is fun and interesting for the most part, but I often log off feeling drained and dissatisfied with my life. Which is silly really because even though I know it probably didn’t come easy for the person inducing the jealousy, I didn’t get to see the hard work that went into the behind the scenes reality. What’s even more mind blowing is that I may make you feel this way too and that sucks.
So instead I’ve started using my Blogging Handbook to keep the toilet door open because that seems more useful.
And to prove it, I’ll start my sentence with “And” and leave you with these pictures of my kids – all of whom I had to bribe with food in order to take these pictures.