I don’t even know where to begin. So this post may end up being a hodge podge of thoughts or maybe it will be one of my most beautifully written posts ever. Yeah, I’m pretty sure it won’t be the latter. But here we go.
I started this blog when Evan was born. With no expectation (or even knowledge) that people would actually read it or I would get some great relationships with brands. But when I came to the realization that people can make money and get great things to review, I jumped on board. I mean, why not? I was a stay-at-home mom with some time on my hands, and things I could talk about. So I decided to kind of get away from the original purpose of this blog. I kinda lost myself, I guess, in the bloggy world.
I wanted this space to be a space to chronicle the lives of my boys, parenthood and other random stuff that this family may encounter along the way. But as my intent and writing changed, I found myself wanting to write less and less. Until I pretty much stopped writing. And afterall, let’s face it, in my mind, the boys weren’t the “cute little babies” anymore and I didn’t really feel it important to write about all the mundane things we do day in and day out.
But over the past few months Jeremy has mentioned on several occasions that I really should start writing again because this is, afterall, our childrens’ “memoir”, for lack of a better term. My dad will occasionally email me too and tell me that he misses the stories of the kids. And there have been times over the past few months, that Jeremy or I will look back and find a story about one of the kid’s that we have forgotten about, like Carter learning to do everything I tell him not to, or Evan’s interpretations of the BIble.
There have also been some sadder moments in the last few months, that I have been thankful that I have written this blog such as knowing that Victor had terminal liver failure and having to put him down. After putting him down, I remembered I wrote a post about him, and was thankful that I wrote it while he was still healthy. Because one of these days, my boys will probably ask about him when coming across an old picture and I am thankful that I wrote a post about how much Evan loved him.
I came to realize that what I find “mundane” now, may not necessarily be “mundane” when I’m re-reading it 10 or 20 years from now. So I’ve decided to go back to my Evan Has Landed roots. I want to write most of my posts for my kids to know about their childhood and family that are far away that don’t get to see my kids grow up. Will most of these posts include the everyday mundane of our lives, most likely? Will most of my posts have nothing to do with brands or connections with other moms, maybe? But I want to write as an outlet to remember these times of my boys’ childhood.
So here’s to the mundane (and hopefully some non-mundane )! Here’s to writing more and forgetting less about this world of raising these two amazing boys!