I am a writer. It's all I have ever wanted to be, and chose journalism as my career path. Because of that there are things I always expected to hear come out of my mouth.
"Can we hold the story for a quote from the mayor?"
"Would someone just get shot already?"
"I have Senator so-and-so on the phone."
Those are just a few examples. Being so career focused, I never imagined having children. Therefore, I never imagined saying certain things.
"Stop eating out of the trash can."
"Why is there poop on your hands and where are your clothes?"
"Quit trying to drink out of the toilet!"
"Dog food doesn't go in the dryer."
"We don't yell about farts in the grocery store."
Those are just a few examples. And I have them because I have children and my life has effectively gone from deadlines at local newspapers to playtimes with fussy toddlers. Surprisingly, my writing material has become exponentially more interesting and I find myself wanting to write even more.
Unsurprisingly, I no longer have the time to write about things because I am too busy living them.
When I chose to become a work from home mom in January, I had plans of being some super combo of June Cleaver,Lois Lane
I have not written a single thing since no longer working at an office daily. It's not that I don't have time... I don't have the mental capacity. When your day is full of answering the question "why" for EVERY. LITTLE. THING you do, say, wear, or think it's hard to form thoughts that adults want to read.
Being a working mom is no harder than being a stay at home mom/work from home mom. It's just a different level of difficulty and stress. My old job brought the stress of having thousands of people analyze my every word. This job brings the stress of raising kids who don't turn into the next Hitler. Or George W. Bush. Or Sarah Palin, since I have girls... or, hell, even Bristol Palin.
That's some stressful stuff right there.
And I have to feed them multiple times a day!
Anyway, I am not going to promise to update this often. Nor will I promise this blog will be quality writing, ever. But I will be grateful to all who read it, share it, and comment on it. It will make me feel like there are adults out there who understand what my new life is like, even if those adults live in my computer.
"Can we hold the story for a quote from the mayor?"
"Would someone just get shot already?"
"I have Senator so-and-so on the phone."
Those are just a few examples. Being so career focused, I never imagined having children. Therefore, I never imagined saying certain things.
"Stop eating out of the trash can."
"Why is there poop on your hands and where are your clothes?"
"Quit trying to drink out of the toilet!"
"Dog food doesn't go in the dryer."
"We don't yell about farts in the grocery store."
Those are just a few examples. And I have them because I have children and my life has effectively gone from deadlines at local newspapers to playtimes with fussy toddlers. Surprisingly, my writing material has become exponentially more interesting and I find myself wanting to write even more.
Unsurprisingly, I no longer have the time to write about things because I am too busy living them.
When I chose to become a work from home mom in January, I had plans of being some super combo of June Cleaver,
I have not written a single thing since no longer working at an office daily. It's not that I don't have time... I don't have the mental capacity. When your day is full of answering the question "why" for EVERY. LITTLE. THING you do, say, wear, or think it's hard to form thoughts that adults want to read.
Being a working mom is no harder than being a stay at home mom/work from home mom. It's just a different level of difficulty and stress. My old job brought the stress of having thousands of people analyze my every word. This job brings the stress of raising kids who don't turn into the next Hitler. Or George W. Bush. Or Sarah Palin, since I have girls... or, hell, even Bristol Palin.
That's some stressful stuff right there.
And I have to feed them multiple times a day!
Anyway, I am not going to promise to update this often. Nor will I promise this blog will be quality writing, ever. But I will be grateful to all who read it, share it, and comment on it. It will make me feel like there are adults out there who understand what my new life is like, even if those adults live in my computer.
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