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Well, kids. I just couldn’t stay away. Turns out, when you’re a writer – even a kitchen table one – you miss writing. Who knew?!
I stepped away for almost a whole year from this bloggity-blog and freelance writing, and what a wonderful decision that has been. I have stretched myself into whole areas of my family’s life that I wouldn’t have been able to plug into if I had continued blogging. I’ve become the Den Leader of Bean’s Cub Scout den, I’m now teaching Bible studies instead of just attending them, I’ve been able to take on more leadership roles at work, I’ve been able to shuffle the kids to and from all kinds of activities, and, most importantly, I have been spending every evening with Chris. It has been a season of blooming for me, my family, my career, and my marriage.
I have spent the past year not only plugging in, but teaching myself how to manage a household with two active, busy kids. When your kids shift into new life stages, your family shifts, too. And, to be honest, we really sucked at managing family schedules once we added Gracie’s schedule and my new obligations to the mix. We were all running around disheveled, disorganized, and distant from each other. Something had to change, and so I hung up my keyboard, so to speak, in order to get my home life back on track again.
And, for the most part, we have. I’ve finally figured out what to stand firm with (we try to eat dinner together as a family every night…) and where to bend just a little (…but dinner doesn’t always have to be at 6:30pm sharp). I’ve learned the art of saying no. In fact, I said it to someone at church this morning. TWICE! Ha! Look at me! I’ve learned that I don’t have to attend every single practice, rehearsal, meeting, and class to still be a good mom. And I’ve let go of that guilt that says, “If you can’t do it all perfectly, then you shouldn’t try at all.”
Basically, I’ve spent a year learning to half-ass stuff. And it’s been AWESOME.
With all this half-assing lately, I’ve managed to make some time for myself and I’m ready to take on something just for me. I miss writing so much that sometimes I ache for it. I’ve sat down numerous times at the computer in the past year to write, but nothing has come. I’d just sit here and stare for a while, then get up, walk out of my office, and go watch Netflicks. But in the past month or two, my mind has begun speaking in blog posts. Like, I’d take a series of pictures and funny captions or storylines would just run through my head like crazy. And I can’t show that crazy in real life. I have to at least PRETEND I don’t hear canned laughter and sitcom scenes playing over in my head when I’m with real people. But here, in my own little corner of the Blogosphere, I can. I can vignette the crap out of my life. That running commentary of stupid conversation that is always rolling in the back of my mind has a place to run free. And I like that.
So, here’s how Marriage Confessions is going to work this time: half-assed, baby.
Sometimes I’ll have pictures. Sometimes I won’t. Sometimes I’ll talk about my family. Sometimes I won’t. Sometimes I’ll talk about my marriage. Sometimes I won’t. Sometimes I’ll blog regularly. Sometimes I won’t.
But whether I will or whether I won’t, you’ll always find what you’ve always found here – honesty. Real life. From snorting laughter to big, ugly cries. From patient, well-planned, by-the-book parenting to”holy-crap-have-I-fed-my-kids-today” parenting.
You’ll just have to take me as I am. Half-assed and sassy.
Since there has been so much that has happened in a year, there is no way I can recap it all. So, being the best imaginary friends that we are, let’s just sit down and chat like we’ve never been apart. Because we’re imaginary besties.
Gracie’s 5th birthday is this Friday and I am freaking out. I can’t believe she’s going to be five. Because with five comes kindergarten. But let’s not talk about that yet. I don’t want to smudge my eyeliner. She’s started taking tennis recently, and she’s pretty good at it, so far. She picked out tennis all by herself. No one in our family plays. And after her first lesson, she said, “Mom! I found my sport!” So, naturally, I’m going to buy all the pink tennis sporting equipment there is in the world.
Bean is getting exponentially bigger by the second. I keep trying to stop feeding and watering him, but he INSISTS on eating, like, every day. Ugh. He’ll turn seven his summer – SEVEN, you guys. And he is rocking first grade. He even has this AWESOME first grade attitude that includes eye rolling. It’s SUPER fun. He’s still playing baseball, and Chris is the assistant coach on his team.
My ovaries ache, ya’ll.
Oh, and we got a puppy! Her name is Daisy and she’s a rescue pup. She is six months old now and totally wonderful. She chases shadows all day long, swallows Shopkins whole, and follows Bean wherever he goes. I wubs her to pieces. I just don’t necessarily love all the pieces she shreds our house into…
(And can we all please pause to appreciate that ginormous stain on my car seats between the kids? How does a stain that big get onto something and NO ONE HAS ANY IDEA HOW?!?!)
So, that’s about it from here. I’m on Spring Break this week, so posting will probably be pretty regular. Unless I want to go to the beach. Or sleep all day. Or do something else. Because, hello. Half-ass.
To catch up on what our family has been up to in the past year, check out my Instagram feed (@marriageconfessions), follow along on Twitter (@marriageconfess), check out my Pinterest boards (@marriageconfess) or join the Marriage Confessions Facebook page.