This is what my girls looked like when I started blogging, nearly six years ago:
Miss C
Miss A
They were 3 and barely 1 at the time. Today they are 9 and 6. Some days my 9-year-old seems like she is going on 19, while other days she is full throttle little girl and I kiss the top of her blonde head and the smell and feel of her soft head transports me to days of sippy cups and silliness and nights of board books and baths. Some days my 6-year-old is a wise old soul with knowledge beyond her years and other days she is a whirling dervish of quirkiness and silly. Every day I marvel at who they are becoming and all that the future will hold.
I could tell you about the cute story Miss A shared about recess yesterday, but that is her story.
I could tell you about the conversation that Miss C and I had at bedtime, but that is her story.
I won’t stop blogging. I love writing way too much. I love the community in the blogosphere and the networking and all things social media.
But I will likely start telling a little more of my story, because at some point the stories I share about my children are not really mine to share any more and it is something I consider more and more. I will continue to write more about travel, because it is something I love, and wine, because well. WINE. I will likely write about our girl Bailey because she would have been 14 this fall.
I know I’m not the only blogger out there who feels this way as their kids get older.
One day you are blogging between deadlines and diaper changes (my first blog tag line years ago) and the next day you are forgetting to blog because you were driving your kids around all afternoon to soccer practice and Googling Venn Diagram because you are the clueless in math parent.
Their life is unwritten. It’s not my place to write about it for them.
p.s. Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield is one of my favorite songs…if you’ve never really listened to the lyrics, please do!
Your mom understands. I have written about my grandparents, my parents, family history, about my children and grandchildren. Now I write about myself and my days. Not much for me to write anymore. You have so many wonderful years ahead and the awesome adventure of watching these two beautiful little girls as their life journey develops 🙂
May they be wonderful stories for them to tell and relive in their own ways! You are a great mom and those two sweet girls are very lucky!
Sounds like a great reason to travel more or for more wine. You have to experience some new things to blog about so why not? Class of ’87 girls road trip?
OK Kaye I really like the way you think AND I know you have great taste in travel destinations!!!! 🙂
I hope you and hubby had a fantastic time on Tybee and in Savannah!
Where & when are we going? 🙂
I think my blog will shift its focus as JDaniel gets bigger too.
Your girls are so precious in these pictures.. Miss A is making the cutest face ever! I look at my kids pics when they were babies and I wish they had stayed in that moment forever….but I know they cant 🙁 … kids grow up way to fast.
I love this post. There’s a saying that “the days are long but the years fly by”. Family travel has been my way of trying to hold on to my children and really spend time with them while they still want to be with me. You might call it bribery, and you might be right.
Just another example of how time flies. And why it’s important for moms to keep their own interests for when their kids grow up ;(
The kids are adorable