I'm a writer. I mean, I actually get paid to write. I'm also a habitual journaler. And I'd like to think that I'm fairly tech-savvy, although certainly not as much so as my computer geek husband. (I love you, Scott, and you know I mean that in the most complimentary way possible.) That said, I figured I had better get started on this whole blog thing. I wouldn't want to get left behind.
You've heard it said: Write what you know. Right now, I know being a mom. Sure, there's lots of other stuff going on in my life. But almost everything I do these days seems to somehow relate to this one hat I wear. Becoming a mother has altered every fiber of my being. It's the hardest--and the most rewarding--thing I've ever done.
Let's get the preliminaries out of the way. My husband, Scott, and I have been married almost 5 years. He's a Senior Network Administrator for a publishing company. I do freelance writing, primarily for the same company. Reagan, our daughter, is 20 months old. She is the joy of our lives, full of love and energy. She's a great sleeper (maybe I'll write about how we got to this point sometime), but she's very spirited (read: strong-willed). She loves music and sings ALL the time! She is great when it comes to "please" and "thank you," but she has terrible table manners. We're not perfect parents, but all-in-all, I think we're doing a pretty good job with her.
So, there you have it. The start of my blog. I'm sure I'll address specific parenting issues along the way. I also tend to get the proverbial "bee in my bonnet" every now and then, so expect a few rants. I'm also a very spiritual (Christian--not that generic version of "spiritual") person, so you might even get a bit of my personal theology here.
I welcome your comments and questions, but I'm a pretty tough sell, so don't expect to change my mind on anything.