sorting it out
I'm still trying to sort out why I started this blog. I suppose it's a way for me to catalog the thoughts I have that are not related to mom duties. I love being a mom. It's my favorite. Really. I think it's the coolest job on the planet. But I have all of these ideas for things I want to do and make. Ideas I've had for a long time-- much longer than my 23 months of motherhood. I have an entire notebook filled with the dreams and sketches of my 18 year old self tucked away in drawer, and I peek at it sometime when I'm feeling very brave. I don't know what that me would think of this me. I'm much happier person now (who is happy when they're 18?) and I think I'd be pleased. But I know I couldn't make like, a time-traveling jump from that me to this me without feeling a bit of a hole where all of my artistic expression went. This catalog of random stuff is, I guess, a way for me to at least make a dent.