Here goes nothing........again

Here's the first post I wrote for this same blog in April of 2010. The funny thing is that I started to write basically the same content- not knowing what to write, not knowing why. I was surprised to read my thoughts about being a mom. It seems really negative or really honest- I can't decide which:


I've tried blogging three, maybe four times now trying desperately to find a blog identity. I'm not really sure why I want to blog, other than the need to write on a regular basis. I personally don't really enjoy reading blogs, other than those written by people I actually know; it seems so narcisstic and cheesy,so I wouldn't expect others to indulge me....but if you do...


I've thought about doing the momblog, but I'm not sure if I'm "mom" enough. I feel like a sort of heretic- I'm a mom, but I really don't think that defines me. I love my kids more than life, but that's not all there is, nor should it be. I don't think we should be asked to sacrifice ourselves completely. I feel disconnected from other moms for this reason...those who breastfeed for extended periods of time, or have schedules, and make their own baby food. I'm not knocking these obviously honorable achievements, I just wonder if this should be the standard by which all "good" mothers are measured.



I'm going to try to stop holding up the yardstick against those who have chosen to stay home, and try to be more proactive at finding solutions as a working woman and mother. And continue to live life to the fullest while raising beautiful, intelligent, worldly boys in the process.