I must confess that for some time, I’ve been caught up in the 10 steps to a perfect blog. Must post at least 3 times a week, must have beautiful images, images must be pinnable, must link up to as many linky parties as possible, must find guest writers, must optimize for search engines, must respond to comments, must have an active acccount on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and whatever social media is brewing for tomorrow, must stand on my head and sing. I pursued blogging excellence. And it was fun. And time consuming.
Then I started homeschooling. And my girls, they are around all the time. And they need my guidance and attention. And writing slips to sidelines because it too takes energy and instead I spend my morning cuddled on the couch teaching math. Those bloggers who blog regularly and homeschool, I’ve decided they are either more disciplined than me or have someone who can give them time to think about their writing which is an entirely different kind of thinking than to-do list thoughts. Unless God gives a regular break giver, I am giving myself permission to be an imperfect blogger. And to rest in the idea that when I need to share something, God will give the time. If I post once a week, that’s okay.
Those sentences were so easy to write, so simple. But really, I’ve struggled because I don’t want to step back from blogging. One part of me wants to ignore my mommy duties and pursue it until I am great at it with hundreds of followers and a little income could be generated. Another part wants to focus on my girls only, knowing they won’t be around forever. I can write later.
I believe that if I encourage just one mom today, that is enough. But many days I want more, like the my girls always wanted more Zoobles. Satan likes to use “more” to keep us discontent. Perhaps in laying my pride and selfish ambitions before you, I can defeat the ” more” disease. I know “more” will never satisfy because it is infinite. And I want it all, all the time necessary to pour into my girls, all the time needed to keep up the house and the cooking, and all the time needed to write daily and regularly and intelligently. And if I had it all, my list would not end in contentment but in the creation of new “more” list.
Time to step back and keep my priorities in perspective.
Friends, will you keep reading even though I might post sporadically and break best blogging practices? The best way to keep track of me is through email subscriptions or an RSS feed. I enjoy Facebook and post there regularly but they keep changing their formula for deciding who of my “likes” gets to see my stuff. So follow me on Facebook only if you know how to foil their algorithms.
- First, a post by a writer in Iowa who has two girls, the exact same age as mine. Her girls’ ages make me love her without reading her work but read her note to her girls, 15 Things I Want My Daughters To Know, and you will love her too.
- Now, grab your girls and look through this photo essay of kids from around the world posing with their prized possessions.
- Two recent posts have helped me know how to be a better friend to moms who struggle with things I haven’t gone through.Angela shares how to help a friend going through infertility here and Michelle shares “10 Ways To Help A Mom in Mourning” here
Happy reading. And tell me, what kind of “be more” do you struggle with?
( Special thanks for Triptych photo for the images)