427 days later...

So my last post was February 22, 2012. It's been quite a while. I've been thinking lately that I should start back up... I always liked spilling my guts to the internet. So I sat down at the computer, with both boys busy (one napping and one throwing all the clean clothes I just folded around the living room floor) and started to type. And then deleted it. And then typed some more. And then deleted it.

 That's when it hit me. I have nothing to say.

 That's why I haven't written in 427 days. I have absolutely nothing to say. What the hell happened to me? Kids, yes. I blame lots of things on them so I guess this should be no different? (Flabby belly, gray hairs, and becoming completely uninteresting... sounds about right.)

 But seriously, what happened? Is it because I watch PBS kids all day long? The only words running through my brain are the lyrics to the Super Why theme song?

(And I've just typed and deleted another paragraph. Twice. And now three times. Sigh.)

 Maybe I worry that what I actually have to say isn't what everyone wants to hear? I'm not having the most! amazing! time! ever! taking care of small children day after day? Who wants to hear that? No one.

Seems to me people only want to see adorable pictures of my boys- impeccably dressed- doing super cute things with my captions about what FUN it is to be their mommy. Well... I am so sick of that, Facebook. Gag. Puke. Poke my eyes out.

 My kids are just like everyone else's kids: messy, demanding, adorable geniuses.

 And my mommy experience is just like everyone else's: tiring, repetitive, amazing.

 That about sums it up. The last 427 days, anyway. Maybe I'll try a little harder over this coming year to look at what's going on around me and finding something interesting to say about it.

 (Deleted another paragraph.)

 It could prove challenging.