Returning from a long blogging silence presents its challenges. I'm ready to go live again, but here I am at the keyboard, poised to type, and feeling a bit of paralysis. website uptime . So, I guess I'll begin by writing about the paralysis. All that matters is that I write. When I don't—especially for a long time— I go about my days with this nagging feeling that I'm missing something, and a part of me goes hungry.
When I first decided to create a blog, I thought it would be a gift to my kids, primarily—something they could look back on and reflect on our family history. They'd see how loved they are. They'd see how human we are as parents, and how flawed. It's still about that, but I've learned that Mamadhi is just as much a gift to me as it is to them. We all have this vision of what we'll be like as parents. I thought I'd be so immersed in motherhood that everything outside of it would cease to exist. Imagine my surprise when I felt the need to write about things unrelated to our kids. And: I wanted work again, and not just dabble, but excel. I wanted to dive into projects and learn and grow... and be a mom. Doable? Yes. Easy? Not remotely.
My point is this: Mamadhi is back, but it's evolved, just as I've evolved. The subject matter of my posts may seem a little disparate sometimes, but this is reflective of my life these days. For me, the most important thing is to write again, and to write often.
Now, in the spirit of catching up...kid pics!