Not So Interesting ... Just Thinking Outloud

I read a blog called Dooce and I often am impressed by Mrs. Armstrong's candidness and willingness to put all her junk out there for nosey people like myself. She too just had her second baby and is dealing with the joys and woes of the early months. I wonder sometimes about the many difficult nights and long days that I face, and whether or not I could do it again. With one baby, there is the luxury of all the sleep they get and being able to lie down with them at any point in the day. On the other hand with two, you hope that at some point they both are, at the very least, quiet enough for you to close your eyes for 30 minutes after only getting five or six hours of sleep the night before.

I know I am having my own little pity party. The thing is Tim is getting just as little sleep as I am and then working all day only to come home to one two-year-old wanting to "play daddy?" as soon as he walks through the door and a hungry seven-week-old who is, yet again, delaying the family dinner another hour so he can eat his seventh meal of the day. Tim is my hero right now and his patience is amazing.

The other thing I love about Dooce is her photography. I hope some day to have a camera that I can take and post pretty, hilarious, and just plain interesting pictures for my readers to enjoy. You should definitely check out her work. It's art.

Finally, I love that she is always sharing. I find that I am starved for time to even just check my email. Granted, I have yet to learn to write short posts, no matter what kind of time I have. I think it would make it easier for my readers to keep up with my day-to-day thoughts and experiences. For instance. I wanted to post the following picture about two months ago, but for time reasons, didn't get to it. The caption would read, "CHEEEEEESE!"



Whenever we want to take pictures of Mercy, we say, "Mercy, say 'cheese'." This is her "cheese" smile. It makes us laugh pretty much every time. In fact, when we got our family pictures taken recently, in almost every "family" picture, she has that funny grin on her face. Only one is really worth giving out. But I know that if we gave the others to grandparents, they would love it even more.

Anyway, my random thoughts tonight, lead me back to Dooce. She inspires me to be more persistent in my blogging and more authentic in general. Thanks to you who read about my not so interesting life, but want to read because it makes you feel normal, or even a little inspired yourself.

Lesson Learned: No matter what, keep moving forward in your goals. I have felt rather stagnant lately. Just trying to survive each day. Hopped up on caffeine and the will to make it through this season in my life. But that's not good enough anymore. I want better than "just surviving". I want my life to matter, just like anyone else. I want to inspire and not dwell on my difficulties. I hope that in my sharing I can make someone laugh at their own difficulties and keep moving forward. Here's to Dooce who already does that.