I’ve got two adorable babies – okay, to be exact, 1 toddler, 1 baby, and a hubby who sometimes acts like a baby.
And I’ve got a blog. Yes, the one that you’re reading right now.
This blog was born on 11 January 2011. Inspired by a simple strand of four words that sprouted from my then 2-year-old’s mouth. And as it approaches its 9-month birthday, I’m beginning to realise that there’s little difference between bringing up a blog and bringing up a baby.
The blog doesn’t poop, doesn’t cry, doesn’t need to be cuddled or rocked to sleep (it doesn’t sleep at all, in fact), so what the heck am I talking about?
It’s the sheer amount of effort required to upkeep a blog. The fresh milk of content that you need to keep feeding it. The creativity needed to clear its hiccups. And the pure passion to keep it alive even when you’re so zonked out.
Even when it throws up undigested bits of its last milk feed on your shirt…
Bringing up a blog is bloggy hard work.
You have to be willing to bare your soul to the world. It’s like baring your baby’s poop-clad bottom on youtube. And sometimes…sad to say, you’re the only one who loves viewing it.
And maybe your hubby.
And what happens when the kids grow up, and start questioning why you chose to broadcast their every move (and bowel movement) on the Internet…
You have to crack your head to think of fresh ideas, ideas that entertain, move, surprise, or delight your readers. You have to be original ALL the time. (And I’m actually quite amazed at the amount of interesting / provoking content that’s out there. Just waiting to be stumbled upon. Most inspired by the very mundane things that fill the lives of mums and dads.)
All this while having to run after an energizer-bunny-of-a-toddler and caring for a baby who pees/poops at will?
What I find most challenging is the push for popularity. I detest hard-selling (on a normal day), and suddenly I find myself bordering on shameless, asking friends and family to like my posts, and show their support for my new Facebook page. What’s with me??
Sometimes, I ask myself ‘what the hell am I doing?’ bringing up a blog, when there are real human lives to invest in, deadlines to meet, and endless washing of bottoms to do.
Then I get reminded of the original purpose of this blog, the one I wrote in the About me page – I hope to share what I’ve learnt (and continue to learn) as a young working mum, and hopefully encourage and inspire other young mums out there.
Encourage and inspire. Parenthood is such a BIG thing. Make that a big and often lonely thing. Most days, I could sure do with a big dollop of encouragement and inspiration to keep going.
I realise I need to keep the faith – keep the candle burning – to stay true to myself and the things I’m passionate about. And hopefully, one day, the kids won’t mind seeing their lives splashed out in all their messy splendour.
Whether you LIKE it or not, I’m gonna keep having blogs. Though I can’t say the same about babies.