One reason I wanted a switch from my last blog Momfish to this blog is because I couldn’t really share some of my “personal” news on Momfish if it wasn’t related to parenting. I mean I could, it’s not as if the Blog Gods would come down upon my head if I did it, but I had targeted a specific group of people and that type of news would have felt out of place. So even though writing has always been a way I’ve organized my thoughts, I had to stifle some of that in order to fit a product I was trying to create.
Nothing squelches creativity more than putting it in a pretty little box and giving it boundaries.
I guess having a 14 month old and being excessively pregnant kinda squelches it too, if we’re going to be fair. The last thing I want to do at the end of a long day (especially a teething day) is sit down and be poetic with my words. The most poetic thing I’m capable of most nights would be turning over on the couch without crushing the bones of my tiny chihuahua lying underneath me.
Today I was reminded why I’m thankful I’m launching this new blog – a bigger dosage of personal than Momfish ever could be. I was reminded because my mom was told she might have CLL, a slow progressing type of leukemia, and I thought how miserable I’d be if I had to quiet my feelings about it and instead blog about disposable diapers or sippy cups.
There’s a time and a place for everything, and right now I need this place to say I was scared when it was called to my attention that my parents are not immortal. It isn’t necessarily the 1st time that has happened but it was shocking and unexpected enough that I felt the need to hug my mama tight and evaluate if I was living life outside of the box, exactly the way I wanted to.
Because who knows how long we all have that privilege?