The words that I write…
don’t always get read the way I mean them too.
I feel like in the past few months, I’ve lost many blogging buddies that I loved reading. Loved getting comments from. Couldn’t wait to meet one day. Whatever happened, there is a rift. Maybe its being a SAHM. Maybe its the attachment parenting. Maybe its my blog. I don’t know.
But I’m sorry – for anyone who ever read something on here and was hurt, offended, saddened, or felt one-upped by my words. I truly am. Because I don’t feel like I’m better than any other mother out there.
I’m struggling to find my way – the same as you. I feel lost, inadequate to raise a child so often. I question myself a million times a day on everything. I don’t know if I’m making the right choices. But I’m doing my very best. I’m trying to find resources and a community to help guide me along the way.
I may choose a different path, but the end goal is the same as yours – a healthy, happy, compassionate child that loves me.
I write about my choices, my feelings, because it’s cathartic, therapeutic, calming. It helps put things into perspective. It connects me with other women who feel the same way – who are struggling and rejoicing with the same things. If it’s the attachment parenting community, wonderful. If it’s finding a mother dealing with alcoholism in her family, great. If it’s a wife whose husband is also leaving for a while, perfect. We all connect in so many different ways.
I love each and every one of you that I read, follow, know, and just see pass through here every so often to check in. Just your presence reassures me I’m not alone, my thoughts are normal, I’m doing ok.
When I blog, it’s me – a struggling, unsure mother looking to all of you for common ground to stand on together. The one thing we all have in common – no matter what else we believe
Motherhood.
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