Happy Blogiversary, friends!
Here! I’ve baked you these cupcakes*!
Take a bite. Put your feet up. Stay a while.
Truly, it is hard for me to believe that it has been a year since I typed my first entry of Mommy, Ever After. I remember that day perfectly. What seemed like a spontaneous decision was actually born out of so many things that had been building inside of me; I had so much to say; I had so much material; I was living, daily, in a hybrid between a zany sitcom, a reality tv show and scary movie. No other mothers around me were talking honestly about how hard this whole motherhood (especially new motherhood) thing can be. Yes, it’s beautiful and amazing and the most wonderful thing I’ve ever done. But it’s also scary and lonely and can feel overwhelming. It can make you feel crazy.
And I so I wrote it. I let it all hang out. I chronicled the first year of my life in The Land of Mom.
I wrote my daughter’s baby book.
And I found so much love.
I found love in your amazing comments. Truly, each and every one of your incredible words of kindness and support made my day. Made my year.
I found love in the little things in my life; the tiny vignettes that shaped our days and made each breath so beautiful.
I found love in so many feathers.
I found love in words. I loved writing, again. Thank you, thank you, thank you, for that.
As a side note, I recently found a children’s book I wrote in the sixth grade. It is called Best Friends Forever and it is about two mice who must fight injustice (in the form of a very scary alligator) in order to preserve their kinship. On the dedication page, I thanked my Mama for reading to me every night. I told her how grateful I was that she read me my very favorite book, Love You Forever. Imagine that.
I also wrote a blurb as my “Author’s Note”. I spoke of my favorite hobbies and interests (Singing, acting, shopping, writting. And basketball. Uhhh, ok?) and my goals for the future. I said that someday I dreamed of being a Broadway star or a famous author. Well, these days, my “performances” are limited to singing to my daughter, as she applauds and asks for “More! More! More!”. Not too shabby, I’d say. And as far as becoming a famous author, I still have quite a ways to go, but I’m getting there. And hey, I get to hit “Publish” each and every day. That is something.
That is everything.
Thank you for every stolen moment on this site.
Thank you for being here, when you could have been anywhere else.
I love you.
I really do.
And so Happy, Happy Blogiversary to you. To me. To us. To everything in this crazy, amazing, beautiful
And Many More….
*Yes, I made these cupcakes, but since I’m all about keepin’ it real in these parts, I should tell you that these were actually made for my baby’s first birthday, 2 months ago. But that does not meant that I do not wholeheartedly encourage you to go out there and stuff your face with baked goods in our (your/my) honor. Please do. And tell me how it was.