I have been thinking of ways to adjust to Temporary New Life so that I can be a decent mom (keep kids alive, fed, clothed to some degree, entertained in non-life-threatening activities) but still do the things that make me feel like a cerebrally-and-creatively engaged adult human (blogging and othersuch).
The reality is that I just don’t have as much time or focus now to do the kinds of posts I’ve done so far. So I have choices:
- Do fewer posts.
- Do simpler posts.
There’s a LOT to be said for quality over quantity. But there’s also a lot to be said for just showing up.
I tend to get trapped in the quality over quantity trap, because nothing ever feels like good enough quality. But I refuse to abandon my bloggy blog because of perfectionism.
So I think I’ll try option 2, simpler posts, for this strange new phase of isolated existence.
My posts won’t be as graphics-filled, probably, or have lots of headings, or be as long. But I think I can post shorter thoughts and life updates and musings regularly.
A sort of… anxious-momming isolation journal.
As I try to finish the featured image for this post, my daughter is forlornly begging me to play cheetah and horse and baby tiger with her. #momguilt.
So yeah. We’ll see how this goes.