Every once in a blue moon, you’ll see from me a different type of post.
And so is today’s post – from Things I Can’t Say – a fabulous blog I follow. Her writing prompt today couldn’t have been more relevant: Do you ever have blogging guilt?
Well, that’s pretty easy.
Oh.My.God. Do I Ever.
Sorry, was I too loud just then?
Well – here you go. There are days where I feel like I have nothing to write about.
Funny enough, I WANT to keep this about our journey. I don’t want it to turn into rants about living in DC (too easy) or musings about hoarding shows (yes, I watch them to make me feel better). But then – how many times can I type about and bemoan what a craptastic day we had? How B once again struggles to play with our friends – and not bite/punch/kick/pummelize them for getting into his space? How B had a meltdown once again and kicked one of us in the face when trying to get him to take a break?
I mean, I want to make posts meaningful so that you (all 40 something of you guys now, woot!) can enjoy. I want you to nod and say, “been there, done that.”
But I’m not just a mom to a kid on the spectrum. I’m a mom to another cute kid, a wife, a sister, and a friend. I’m sarcastic, silly, moody, bizarre. I love making people laugh. I love beer. I bitch incessantly about living in DC but can’t imagine living anywhere else. Where can that go on this site? I struggle with balancing everything on this blog.
You should see me some days…thinking I need to blog, but coming up short on a topic. I will start and stop incessantly. I tap my pen, surf around other sites, and just mull on something interesting. I am not a naturally gifted writer. I distract myself by loading the dishwasher.
And when I actually find something to write about – I feel guilty about putting it “out there”. Because, you know, “out there” is forever. I type, and delete, and type again. I keep clicking “Preview Post” to and then type some more. What if I write the wrong thing? What if I forget something to put into the post? What if I inadvertently copied someone else’s post? What if I can’t express exactly how I feel? What if Iwritetoomanyrunonsentences?
Well that was easy.