Perhaps I am trying to do too much. It doesn't feel that way. We've (that's me and Roy) got it all under control. I work full time (leave at 7 coffee and necessities in hand thanks to Roy, home by 6, grocery shopping on my lunch break, dropping up and picking up both kids thank you very much!). I sell Scentsy on the side for fun and a little profit (hopefully). We spend all our free, extra, evening and weekend time focused on the kids. And I like to write so I dabble with it for Examiner.com, and here on my blog.
So why do I feel left out of the blogosphere? Maybe I'm late to the train. The train left several years ago and I'm trying to jump on board. I read through mommy blogs and it seems like there's a whole community and a whole lingo and to be accepted into Their Community would take an additional piece of my brain I just can't sacrifice. Plus I wouldn't even know where to begin.
Who are these mysterious mommy bloggers with witty and insightful musings about their lives and children? How do they have time for daily posts? And who are the select handful whose musings turn into book deals? Who can be accepted into their community and boards? Clearly not I.
So where does that leave me? I have one follower other than myself. I don't even think people read this. My husband wonders why I do this. Well, because I look at other mommy bloggers and I have stuff to say every bit as important as what they're saying... just with less time and no foot in the door. And so I trudge on... trying to be the voice of the full-life mommy/wife/woman, sharing my own occasional musing about it on here, and not caring if somebody reads it or not. (But if you do, leave me a comment so I know!)