Okayyyyy. What am I doing here…on a blog….talking about myself like anyone cares? I don’t really know what I’m doing here. Maybe I’m bored. Maybe this is my way of having a grown -up conversation. Maybe I’m just trying to get “Wheels on the Bus” out of my head. I may not know exactly what I’m doing here, but I figure that fits in with the whole theme of my life right now. Ever since I found out I was pregnant, I find myself repeatedly saying, “I have no idea what I’m doing.”
Being a mom is just hard. It’s messy and smelly and selfless and absolutely constant. I’ve read the books and the blogs and the forums. I’ve taken the classes and asked for Facebook recommendations. I’ve done the research and followed the rules, but the truth is, there’s really no manual for this parenting thing, so I’m pretty much just making it up as I go along. I find that I feel best about my momming after talking to or even just exchanging knowing glances with other mamas whose lives have also been overtaken by diapers and cries and a ridiculous amount of baby equipment. If nothing else, that’s what I hope to create here: a sense of community and understanding that you are not the only one with a tiny human’s snot wiped on your shirt. You are not alone.