Well, it finally happened. I’ve started blogging. Actually, technically I’ve only set up this nifty page and added this single post, so I guess you could say I’ve started posting. But, hopefully with time, and plenty of material to share from all of my kids’ antics, this one post will blossom into an actual blog. A blog about the hilarity (and sometimes missteps) of raising young children. And hopefully, too, people will read it. Read it to commiserate. Read it to learn what parenting is really like. Read it for a chuckle. (It’s ok, I know sometimes people will be laughing at me, not with me.) If not, at the very least, I’ve created my very own online journal. That anyone with an internet connection and time on their hands searching for blogs written by moms of wild and crazy kids can find.
Speaking of my kids, as they will be the stars of this blog, I will introduce them soon . . . it seems that blogging protocol calls for using pseudonyms for them, however, and I’d like for them to pick out their own names, so I need to wait for them to wake up. Can’t wait to see what they come up with. (You’re on the edge of your seats, too, I can tell.) In the meantime, I can tell you that I have three: my daughter is 5, my oldest son is 3, and my youngest son is 7 months. Are you as exhausted reading that as I am living it?!
Ok, now for a few quick administrative notes. I have but one request should you decide to read this blog on a regular basis: As with life, please do not take it too seriously. I love my kids more than life itself, but that doesn’t mean we don’t have trying days (or weeks, or months, or–ok, let’s face it–years)! I do not intend to use this blog as a platform to complain about my kids. On the contrary, I think my kids are smart, witty, awesome, and hilarious. BUT, I cannot promise there won’t be posts where I whine about them. This doesn’t mean I think any less of them, it just means I’m human. And have human kids. I know, I know, you’re wondering, then, why I refer to them as “wild things” . . . it’s called a metaphor, people.
This brings me to another point. I’m not going to hold back in this blog. I’m going to talk about very real things, and because this blog revolves around my kids, you can bet this will include talking about poop, pee, boogers, vomit, and all sorts of weird smells that are associated with having young kids. You have been warned.
And lastly, if you know me personally, you know that I am an editor by trade. If you don’t know me personally, psssst, guess what, I’m an editor by trade. Ok, there, it’s out in the open. Please do not take this to mean that all of my posts are going to be 100% perfect and free of any typos or grammatical errors. They won’t. I’ll be writing these posts during my brief moments of down time, like now, in the evening after all the kids are in bed and I’m super tired (and thus prone to making typos and grammatical errors), or, say, when I only have one kid wailing because [insert any one of the 8,975 reasons one kid is annoying another] instead of all three at the same time, leaving me only slightly distracted (although no less tired and still prone to making typos and grammatical errors). Ok, you see where I’m going with this.
So I guess that’s it for now. If you’re still with me, congrats. You made it through what is surely going to be my dullest post.
February 22, 2013 at 12:54 am
🙂 So far so AWESOME and honest, I’m loving where this is going and I’ll be reading your blogs along the way!
February 22, 2013 at 7:32 am
Your page looks great, and I can hear your voice as I read. So fun!
June 12, 2013 at 3:43 am
I am thoroughly impressed that you started your blog in February of this year and are so successful. 🙂
June 12, 2013 at 2:44 pm
Why thank you. I am thoroughly amazed and clueless as to why people stick around. 🙂 Love the name of your page . . . going to head over now and check around.