I have plenty of inspiration and reasons to write, but when I do manage to find the time, I find I can't even write a sentence. I feel like a broken record, as I know I've said this same thing, on this very same blog, so many times before in the past two years.
I know probably should give up and quit this blog, but I just don't want to let it go. I don't even know if I have any readers left, but my purpose for starting the blog in the first place was to have to have an outlet to share my experiences as a mother, not reach out to an audience. Connecting with readers and meeting and tweeting with other bloggers has just been a wonderful perk. I don't even know if "Momexperience" is an appropriate title anymore, since so much of what I want goes way beyond being a mother. Yet I don't know what name really fits my blog (I am, however, open to appropriate suggestions).
Kiki scolded me the other day because I haven't written a post about her in a really long time. She said she loved reading what I wrote about her, so now I am feeling quite guilty. It is not that I haven't tried. A few months back, I had an entire post written all about her and how she's grown up so much, only to have it disappear into Internetland. I tried to recreate it, but since so much of my writing is "in the moment, " it just wasn't happening.