Food. Life. Laughs. Ideas. From A Newly Liberated Mom
Today’s the day
May 31, 2019
Hey guys, I’m baaa-aack!
I figure it’s been a long enough hiatus. If you’ve missed me, even just a teeny tiny bit, thank you for not giving up on me. I hadn’t meant to stay away for so long but sometimes, life happens. Well, it’s so good to be back *stretches arms back and takes a deep breath*. So much has happened that I just can’t wait to tell you guys about. Of course, it hasn’t all been laid-back and lazy, there was lots of signature brain work in there too but I’ll get to that as we chug along.
First, some reflections on motherhood. Once upon a time, I set out to blog about life as a mom. I really enjoyed coming in here and rambling on and on about my kids, our food and travel adventures and putting my spin on real life stories and encounters, mostly sayin’ it like it is, even at the risk of stepping on a few toes.
Along the way, I realized that motherhood is a strange creature. It sucks so much out of you and yet it’s such an education in itself. And at the end of the day, whether you’re remembered or treated as having done one heckuva job or not, you know you’ve given it your best darned shot, no regrets, and you can now pat yourself on the back for a job well done.
As for being hip, if you think you are, heck, then that’s what you’ll be till the day you die. That’s how it works and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. And when your chickens have flown the coop, it’s nice to know you’ll always be looming large inside them for all time. In other words, they can run but they can’t hide because you are right there living in their every cell, coursing through their every vein and artery every single moment for the rest of their lives. Isn’t nature wonderful?
Okay so I’ve spent many a day and night sitting on my hands with my head up in the clouds, pondering what I should do next: to keep blogging or to call it a day? Those of you who know me know that giving up blogging won’t be an easy decision for me. And as the days flew by, then the weeks, then the months, the pondering never stopped, only taking the occasional back seat.
One fine morning, I woke up and bam! the answer was right there, scrawled out on my coffee foam. Whose bright idea was it to call it a day?! *hands on hips* Writing is my first love and no matter which way I turn, all roads lead back to writing. And just like that, my mind was made up and here I am!
These days though, I’m feeling liberated, so hip has taken on a new meaning for me. Before, I was so caught up with being the best mom I knew how and going the extra 100 miles for my kids, I rarely had time for myself or anything else. But of late, the mist has started to lift and I’m seeing a path I never noticed before…