Why blog?

Why blog?

I have read these great blogs where women have started their blogging journey as letters to their husbands, children, families – and I am in love with that concept. I am the snarky “second child” who can’t believe my mother doesn’t remember all these minute details of my childhood and have selfishly felt “less than” because of it.

But now I am a mother. The same as my mother, with two little ones less than two years apart. And the snarky “second child” has become “that mother”.

I understand the blurred years and lost memories. I do not remember to write things down in the baby books I started years ago. And I feel defeated because of this; destined to have snarky children that feel undervalued.

So I blog. Because blogging is easier than writing in the baby books. And here I can recall my whole life; not just the parts that only belong just to my children and their accomplishments.