In January 2007, when Kaleb was four months old, I discovered that a few friends were doing this newly trendy thing called blogging. Mom bloggers weren’t a big thing yet: my friends and I just wrote about life, pregnancy, and babies. There was no thought to SEO, word count, or number of unique visitors . . . we just wrote. And we did so using blogspot.com blogs on blogger.
For more than six years I chronicled my motherhood journey. I wrote more when there were less rules. I wrote more when I had less kids. I wrote more when I had more pain. At first my writing flowed. Then my writing ebbed and flowed for awhile. Then it ebbed, and ebbed, and ebbed. Was due to my awareness of blogging “rules”? Perhaps it was due to the influx of babies in my house? Or maybe I had finally worked through much of the pain and realized that a new (better, stronger, and more self-aware) me was emerging as a result?
Yes, yes, and yes.
According to some midwives and doulas, a woman’s body will resist labour if she is holding on to some unreleased emotion. The day before I went into labour with Theo, I realized that I was subconsciously holding on to my pregnancy. I knew it had to be my last pregnancy for health reasons, and yet, I hadn’t let myself completely feel the emotions that come when one says good-bye to a stage in her life. This was my graduation from my childbearing years. I never got the textbook pregnancy where my biggest worry was whether I was eating too many pickles or what shade of green was the best gender-neutral choice for a nursery. I needed to grieve that loss. I sat down with Corey that night and we talked, and grieved our losses, and rejoiced in our blessings, and released emotions that had been pent-up inside us as we drifted toward an ending. As more emotion spilled out, a voice inside me became clearer. I heard distinct words . . .
“The best is yet to come.”
Metaphorically speaking, it’s time for me to give birth to new things, but that means I need to leave this stage behind. I’ve been resisting, but I’m ready to say goodbye. Just like I commemorated my final pregnancy by having professional maternity photos taken, I’m commemorating the end of my mom blogger era in a few ways.
1. I’m turning this blog and my original Christen Family blog into a book so I can have a hard copy of my motherhood journey as a keepsake.
2. I’m making my original family blog (link above) public again for an incredibly short time, until my book is made, to give friends and family the chance to read through my old posts before they disappear from cyberspace.
3. I plan to use this domain, CanadianMomBlogger.com, to honour and support the many mom bloggers across the country who have become dear friends over the years. Details coming soon.
But how will we keep in touch? Microblogging fits so much better with my lifestyle right now and I’ll continue to share personal updates via Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram. Do connect with me in these spaces.
So, with these final words, I officially am ending my adventure as a mom blogger. The ride has been incredible. The path has brought me to a beautiful destination.
And . . . the best is yet to come.