It's not just that I've been busier, blog. I mean, of course that's a big part of it. Being a stay-at-home mom of 2 kids too young for preschool, who nap for 3 hours every day, is way different from being a mom of 3 kids who have school and activities and homework. But it's not only that.
It's that I've become. . . . .well, bored. Not the soul-sucking boredom of watching Ironflower swim laps during her swim lesson without an iPhone to entertain me when it's not her turn, but boredom nonetheless. I just don't feel like writing about my parenting fails anymore. At least, not the ones that would allow me to blog on a regular basis. I read other great mommyesque blogs like Mommy Wants Vodka and My Mommy's Place and Mom 101 and I am reminded of how much I love this genre. And how I just can't give you that kind of life, blog.
It's really not you, it's me.
Oh blog, don't cry. Seriously, you'll get my keyboard wet. I'm not breaking up with you.
I don't even want to "take a break" so I can bang (out) some other blog guilt-free. Although, have you ever considered another makeover? Your enthusiasm for them is infectious. Of course, I think you're beautiful just the way my limited web design skills could make you.
I'd just like to spice things up a little. Rekindle the way things were in the beginning, when we couldn't get enough of each other. Maybe some role-play? Costumes? Movies? Threesomes? Okay, you're totally right about the threesomes. One of us has too many control issues for that. But I feel like we owe it to the 3 people who are still reading this blog to give them a better experience here. More consistent. More positive. More honest. More glittery.
Frankly, I need it too.