Well, I’m here at home on the sofa with a sick kid. She has a fever and congestion. “We” are watching Sesame Street and Between the Lions, after which we’ll try to figure out what else to do. She’s just sick enough to be clingy and well enough to be restless and whiny.<\/p>\n
I’ve written very little here lately, in part because I’m rethinking what I want to share. Bean approaches her second birthday, and I’ve converted past posts that provided great detail to private status. It’s time to curtail the posts, out of respect for her privacy. I’m sure cute potty stories won’t be a hit with her when she’s a teen. <\/p>\n
Truth be told, I find it easier and more social to spend time on Facebook. It’s more interactive; I can see what friends are up to, and we can comment to each other. I can restrict who can view updates and photos. I am also more inclined to post something when it’s a one-or-two-sentence update; posting here requires more substance, for which I don’t have much time or motivation.<\/p>\n
Also, the kinds of topics I want to explore in my writing aren’t ones I want to share with the world. As Bean grows, a whole new set of neuroses and concerns are emerging within me, and while I want to write to explore my thinking and sort things out, I feel protective of myself (with good reason, I have discovered). <\/p>\n
In the past two years, I’ve watched this blog go from having about 80 unique visitors a day (not huge) to about 15. I’ve lost my mojo here. And, well, I’ve got a life that I didn’t have before, lived in the here and now. <\/p>\n
I won’t close the blog. It has some substance, and much effort was expended to create it. I’ll still post photos of the knitting and whatever occurs to me; I just don’t know what that will be! <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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