After almost a decade of blogging, I have decided to freshen things up by changing a few things. When I first started blogging, I started with a personal blog that was a jumble of ramblings and musings on anything and everything under the sun. It was where I whined and rambled and complained and share my opinions on random things.
Somewhere along the way, in the last year, I began to suffer writer's block. But it wasn't just a block. It was a total shutdown. I lost the passion I had for writing and even the blogging community has somehow transformed into a competitive bunch of cliques -- some clamoring for event invites and money making reviews have become obligatory, so much so, that some bloggers' posts were just made up barely out of 10 sentences that did not even have a modicum of sense and personality.
I admit, even my posts were far and few in between and not in the least bit interesting. Blogging had turned into an obligation. What I loved so much about blogging has become somewhat my source of contention. I didn't even know who I was blogging for anymore.
So I revisited my old posts and suddenly, it was all really clear to me. The reason I felt disconnected to blogging (on my personal blog) was due to the fact that I was no longer in my early 20s saddled with a toddler. I could no longer relate to the young mom I was when I started it. My journey has changed. I've turned 30 this year and now a mother of 3.
Therein lies my new chapter. I used to feel sorry for myself that all my other friends had high flying careers while there I was, with a sponge in my hand, wearing my fave fat sweatpants. JUST a housewife. I didn't even realize how bloody lucky I was. And AM.
The Spongemom Fatpants journey, a follow up from My Sweet Escape, is just pretty much what I've learned (and still learning) after 10 years of marriage and motherhood to becoming a better partner, parent, daughter, sister, friend and person.
With that, somehow I may be able to inspire other young moms and dads, help them to becoming a better homemaker just like other inspiring moms and dads have helped me to be. Or at the very least, put a smile on their faces with one of these.
So here's to new beginnings, to a new year, and to always strive to improve our person and to be the best version of us we can be. Cheers!
Love,
Shemah.
Somewhere along the way, in the last year, I began to suffer writer's block. But it wasn't just a block. It was a total shutdown. I lost the passion I had for writing and even the blogging community has somehow transformed into a competitive bunch of cliques -- some clamoring for event invites and money making reviews have become obligatory, so much so, that some bloggers' posts were just made up barely out of 10 sentences that did not even have a modicum of sense and personality.
I admit, even my posts were far and few in between and not in the least bit interesting. Blogging had turned into an obligation. What I loved so much about blogging has become somewhat my source of contention. I didn't even know who I was blogging for anymore.
So I revisited my old posts and suddenly, it was all really clear to me. The reason I felt disconnected to blogging (on my personal blog) was due to the fact that I was no longer in my early 20s saddled with a toddler. I could no longer relate to the young mom I was when I started it. My journey has changed. I've turned 30 this year and now a mother of 3.
Therein lies my new chapter. I used to feel sorry for myself that all my other friends had high flying careers while there I was, with a sponge in my hand, wearing my fave fat sweatpants. JUST a housewife. I didn't even realize how bloody lucky I was. And AM.
The Spongemom Fatpants journey, a follow up from My Sweet Escape, is just pretty much what I've learned (and still learning) after 10 years of marriage and motherhood to becoming a better partner, parent, daughter, sister, friend and person.
With that, somehow I may be able to inspire other young moms and dads, help them to becoming a better homemaker just like other inspiring moms and dads have helped me to be. Or at the very least, put a smile on their faces with one of these.
So here's to new beginnings, to a new year, and to always strive to improve our person and to be the best version of us we can be. Cheers!
Love,
Shemah.