For those who know me in person, this may come as a shock, but ’tis true.
I love to talk.
Mostly about my kids because I think they are great but I do love to talk.
By the way, Ella scored her first goal on Saturday!
I AM SO DAMN PROUD.
She loves soccer and so I am sharing because her life is full of worry about school and friends and such so for her to be thriving at this, well, I am boasting.
I also feel I need to share with you that I am no longer writing for Chicago Parent.
I know a lot of you don’t read my stuff over there but a lot of my local friends do and so I am putting it out there on here because I just don’t have the balls to talk about it on my personal Facebook.
I made the decision to stop for many reasons but here is one: I need to focus on my family.
My girls are really busy right now and it seems to me that it is kind of ironic to write for a parenting website when I really need to be in the trenches of parenting myself.
This blog doesn’t require me to be on a deadline, keep up my numbers etc. so it isn’t a “job” per se.
I do have money making sources on my own time that help me bring in extra income but they are on a schedule that works for me.
This isn’t to say it wasn’t a hard decision.
I cried when I sent the resignation letter.
I cried when the reality hit.
But I am really happy where I am now, in the throws of motherhood, working the concession stands, cheering from the stands, helping with the homework, being there for my girls, hanging out with my family, OMG I AM SO DAMN HAPPY.
It is all good.
Here is a blog post I have had in the hopper since last spring.
It is one of those posts that I used to laugh when I would see bloggers share.
They don’t have any material so they are using up old stuff.
Yep and damn proud of it.
Oh and I will be sharing those old Chicago Parent posts every once in a while.
Because I wrote them, because I am proud of them and because I can.
This post will always be a favorite for many reasons.
Because I worked so damn hard at these curtains.
And they lasted, like, two years.
Yes, they are now gone.
Guess I need to work on a new curtain tutorial.
Or buy them at the store like normal people.
When my oldest daughter (who is now 15) turned 12, I wrote this post.
I had no idea how much harder it would get each year.
Not really harder just my heart is heavier, more bittersweet because her time at home is dwindling.
It’s so interesting how we get so excited when they gain another year when they are itty bitty.
Then around age 9 or 10 it starts to sink in.
THEY ARE GETTING OLDER.
This was one of the hardest posts to write.
Because I wrote it as I was going through it.
When I read my words now, I can feel the pain of both Ellie and I.
And THAT is why I am so glad I blog.
Because when she is going to college, she will see how amazing life is and how much change is involved.
Now that she is doing better in school, it is a little easier to read this.
But I couldn’t re-read this post until a month after I wrote it.
A big old sappity sap sap.
And I am such a better person because of it.
Here is my 2011 reason for blogging.
To a beautiful spirit.
Thank you to every single one of you who read my words every week.
I appreciate you in every way.
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