I’m A Blogger. Some Days I Have Nothing To Say And That’s Okay.

This was taken at an amusement park. THAT was an eventful day. Not every day can be that awesome. Some days are just….days.

More times than not my blog posts seem to write themselves. Walk a mile in my shoes. My days are usually a post in progress. Some days I have to sort out all of the potential blog posts and pick my favorite story to tell. I actually started blogging because my Facebook posts were getting longer and longer and I was updating them way too frequently. Okay so that last part is probably still the case. I do love social media.

When you are a stay at home mother, social media is your only outlet some days. I can turn to it for answers, updates, information or even entertainment. I can interact with friends, other bloggers and fans (“Fan” is a Facebook term. I am not implying that I have reached rockstar status or anything.) My grandmother probably wouldn’t have gotten near as much sewing done had she been on Facebook, back when she was raising her kids.

Loving both social media and communicating with people as I do, it was only natural that I start a blog. I had something to say. Surely there were people who could relate to me, learn something from me or laugh with me. Okay so maybe laugh AT me but that is fine too. I don’t mind.

I believe as a blogger, you have a responsibility to post. If someone has gone to the trouble to following your blog, then they must want to hear what you have to say. But what about the days when I don’t have anything to say? What about the days when my kids are acting relatively normal? Or nothing is particularly bothering me? Or I don’t have anything to get off my chest? What about those days?

I am a people pleaser to the core. If someone expects something from me then I want to deliver and deliver something good, every time. Some days I sit down to write and it flows so easily. Other days it takes some rewriting and tweaking. Then there are some days when….I am just….blank. I really want to write something. I mean I AM sitting here at the computer and this IS what I enjoy doing. SO what is the problem?

I have learned that some days as a blogger, you just don’t have anything to say. Every post cannot be THAT post. You know, the post that makes everyone want to share it on their Facebook or Twitter page. The one that gets you tons of feed back where people tell you how hilarious or spot on your words are. Not every post can bring a tear to someone’s eye who relates to your struggle. Some posts are just……well…posts.

I finally realized that is perfectly okay. I write this blog because I love it. I write to feel a connection to those who take the time to read my posts. I write to learn from others who share their stories with me. I write for people who understand what it is like to be a parent. Or a wife. Or a daughter. I write because I want to and not because I have to.

You want to know what big event happened in my life today? I woke up early. I went to work out with my group of workout friends. We played old school dodgeball. It was fun. Then I came home and tried to have a moment to myself while everyone else was still sleeping. After about 20 minutes my youngest wandered downstairs, rubbing his eyes, asking for breakfast. While fixing his breakfast, two more kids came to join us. We ate breakfast. No one fussed. Or fought. Or spilled anything.

Then I woke my daughter as she is the late sleeper of the bunch. After her breakfast was finished I told them all to get dressed for the pool. In a flash everyone was ready to go. We loaded up in the car and drove to the pool. I realized that I had forgotten the pool bag. I drove back home and got the bag. We returned to the pool.

We ascended on that pool like we owned the place. All of the kids swam with friends as I sat and talked to my friends. I broke up a couple of skirmishes. Then put one kid in timeout for running. Other than that everyone acted pretty well. A couple of hours passed and we headed home.

Everyone changed into dry clothes while I made lunch. They ate as though they had not eaten in days. That is to be expected after swimming. I cleaned up the mess as they scattered to play. That is it. That has been my day. Oh wait! I started a load of laundry. Okay. Now you are all caught up.

That was boring. So let’s discuss what is on my mind today. I worry about getting this house sold and my family into a new home. I think about how it is July today, which is practically August and the kids will be back in school before I know it. I ponder on sending my third child to kindergarten this time and how that will change my life, having three in big school. I wonder if my daughter will enjoy her birthday that is coming up this week. Aside from all of my normal, everyday worrying about those that I love, just as every mother does, that is about it.

I have learned a valuable lesson by writing this boring post. Not every post has to be spectacular or informative or hysterical. At times I feel funny even calling myself a blogger. I have read some of the blogs out there and there are some really good ones. I cannot compare myself to anyone though. I am just me. I can only tell my story in the way that I see fit.

Just know that I take my “job” very seriously. Surely there is someone along the way who has taken something away from this blogging that I do. Or someone who felt like they weren’t all alone in a struggle. Or maybe I provided a little comedic relief for someone finding it hard to smile.

This blog is my real story. Most of my days are filled with chaos. I struggle to hold on to my sanity. Sometimes I have to stop and laugh at something to keep from crying. Raising four kids is not easy. More than all of this, ALL of my days are filled with love. My heart is full. I have family, friends and…..you.

Thanks for reading about my boring day 😉

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