Truth be told, I'm not sure why I ever started a blog, and why I started it when I did. It probably had something to do with Metta the graduate student desperately needing a creative writing outlet, as a break from the highly formulated papers I was forced to write for my course work. But that's just my guess. I really can't remember.
But now I find myself at a crossroads. It is the crossroads of a graduate student gone mom, trying to figure out how to transition into the mom phase of life without making her blog into an immediate display of baby photos and milestones and firsts and everything adorable that comes along with being a parent. There will be plenty of time for that later (or sooner, as the case may be), but I know that at least one of my readers is requiring a slower progression into the world of mommy blogging. That one reader is definitely me.
Sometimes I just don't know if I can do it.
When I started out writing this blog, I found it challenging not only to find a blogging "voice" (this is an ongoing process), but also to think of things that I found interesting and that I thought other people might care about. I know that I failed on numerous occasions in the "other people might care about" area, but there was also a point at which I decided that in the eternal scheme of things, these posts are really a record of my life, and that I owed it to myself to write what I cared about. So I wrote long entries about the sad state of education in America, and tips for enhancing marriages, and my surprise encounters with living breathing racism in the south, and my experiences teaching parenting, and perspectives on the War in Iraq. As a student that is where I was. And I was really happy there.
And I'm happy here too, on the cusp of being a full-fledged mom, but whoa horsey! Transitioning my blog to be primarily about a baby (and let's not even mention transitioning my LIFE to be primarily about a baby...) is a real jump.
So bear with me... you may be along for a bumpy ride.