Because I can’t fit everything I want to say into a Tweet or a Facebook status update.
Because I’ve had this blog since 2007 and I’m not a quitter. If I start something there has to be a really really good reason why I wouldn’t finish it. For reals. I had a thirty hour labor and gave birth at home, without meds. Once you do that, it’s kind of hard to come up with an excuse to quit something as benign as blogging.
Because how else do you remember stuff like the feeling of walking into Kids Korner at the gym and finding a two year old kneeling over Sweet Pea with his hands up near her throat, calmly telling the little shit to be gentle because she’s smaller than him, wondering where the hell the adults were when the violence erupted, gathering your baby’s soft little body in your arms to comfort her, as she grins, waves, and yells “Bye Bye!” repeatedly, as if nothing happened, and being grateful that she was not traumatized because a) that would obviously suck and b) you know you will probably continue to use the shitty Kids Korner childcare regularly anyway, just because it’s so cheap and convenient. (Note to self: Blog about that).
Because I’m already registered for the BlogHer 2013 conference and it would be pretty lame to show up if I don’t keep blogging.
Because I’m a blogger. I’m not sure when I made the mental switch from “having a blog” to “being a blogger” but I am pleased to say it was easier and more painless than going from “someone who runs” to “a runner.” The latter took me about a decade and at least two marathons, while the former only took a few years and a couple hundred blog posts.
Because I always feel better after I blog. Blogging is a lot like working out. You don’t always want to get started, but once you’re done, you never regret it. Maybe you regret your outfit choice and the ensuing frostbite that occurs, or the fact that your internal compass failed and you got horribly lost, but not the fact that you did it. When running that is, not blogging. I have yet to dress inappropriately or get lost while blogging.
Because when I’m blogging I’m not really thinking about anything else. It’s meditative. It’s how I get into flow. And if you aren’t familiar with Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi and flow, then you need to watch this. Flow is basically the secret to happiness. And it’s free!
Because I’m an attention whore. A half dozen likes on Facebook and two comments on a blog post are enough to keep the needy toddler in me nourished until I hit publish again. I don’t need much to survive. Which is good because if there was some caloric formula for blog love, my blog would basically be an anorexic. But the little crumbs I do get, they mean a lot.
Why do you blog?