I began to blog because I had found myself with some extra time in my day. Within six months, I had gone from being employed, to being up for weeks at a time with two newborn little
I found my voice talking about my adventures with the babes. It became a place to share their stories...with family that live too far away to see the day to day, with girlfriends going through similar things, with strangers...
When I read Jami's blog over at From the Nato's, her words reminded me of the real reason that I do this. I don't scrapbook, I don't journal, and....if I'm not VERY careful...I get into auto-pilot mode, and I don't make note to REMEMBER! I loved that she said so eloquently and plainly: Mothers are the Memory Keepers. We are. Mine is...she remembers weird stuff, she wrote down things that I'm so glad that she wrote down. And I come from a whole long line of memory keepers...around the dinner table the grown ups often traveled down memory lane to 'the good ol' days'.
If I'm not careful, I forget. I forget who did what when.
So, I am reminding myself that I don't write blogs for the sweet comments (although I heart comments), and I don't write to be something I'm not. I write so that my babes have a record, a picture of what our days were like. I write so that I don't have to stress out about the fact that all the pictures are in a box and their baby books are stuffed full of post-its.
I write to remember, when I remember to write.
Love you all...