At first, I didn't understand it. I had three with one on the way and I thought, "holy cow, this blogging thing is saving my life! How could this woman not have/make the time for blogging!?" I truly thought it was weird.
I even thought it was weird after I had my fourth.
I totally had time to blog! I was always blogging! Blogging was the stress release!
And then I had five kids.
Holy cow, people. I get it now. I truly get it.
I don't have time. None. Zip. Zilch. In fact, right now, three of my kids are doing heaven-knows-what upstairs in the kitchen, and my baby is in the walker eating a snack next to me and crying because he wants me to hold him. My oldest is with a friend, but I still have a gazillion things to do before the soccer game this afternoon, not to mention figuring out a dental insurance mishap. I cannot, for the life of me, believe, even for a second, that I thought blogging could be a priority over my children. Or that six children wouldn't limit my "fun things to do."
What was I thinking?!
Even after quitting three jobs (all flexible and free-lance-like), I still have NO time to blog. Less time! How is that possible, dear reader? Is the life of a blog truly only 4 years? Has the newness worn out? Have my blogging friends quota been filled? Is my need for it gone?
I'm not sure. I know I'll keep typing, but I'm not sure what to think about my blogging anymore. I think I'm caring less and less about what random anonymous strangers think of me and caring more and more what my children think of me. And my neighbor. And my husband.
I find myself reading several blogs, but I find that I don't have time to comment on them. Or even click on them. My computer time is very limited to bill paying and your normal day-to-day research (i.e. When does theater classes start for the girls? When are swimming lessons? How much is the soccer jersey?).
I guess what I'm trying to say as I ramble away is that I'm not sure what the blogging thing means anymore. Did I already say that? Maybe. See?! I don't even have time to edit!
Anywhosers, my point is that I'm like that one blogger lady who never really blogged. I have a lot of kids. They are young. I am busy. I will probably have more time to write in the future. I will have more time to write during the day, anyway. But for now, I really don't! I'm not going to stop, but I guess I'm going to stop feeling guilty for not doing it more. Guilt for something that isn't sin is stupid, anyway.
That is all.