At least once a day, I resolve to get back to blogging. But something always gets in the way. I blame it on motherhood because that’s the easy patsy, but the truth is that what I want to write is way too personal. I’m working my way through it all, but sometimes I feel that if I write about it, it makes it too real. It’s not anything horrible by any means, so don’t worry.
I think the other issue is that this blog doesn’t have a focus. It certainly needs one, though I’m not sure what direction I want it to go in. I need to think about it.
Charlie and I are starting to fall into a routine, which is nice. The kid hates napping, though. It’s as if he’s afraid he’ll miss something if he sleeps. I can almost count on a nap in the morning, but his afternoon nap is anyone’s guess. Sometimes it’s a couple of hours, and other times, like today, it’s non-existent. I’m envious of those mothers who are able to put their kids down for the night at 7 or 8pm. Charlie doesn’t go down until at least 11pm. Sometimes he’ll sleep in his crib. Other times, he’ll only sleep on me, which means I spend the night in the recliner and wake up with a stiff neck. Sure, I’m probably spoiling him, but I know there will come a day when he won’t cuddle with me, so I’m soaking it up while I can.
Things will change in September, though, when I’m on campus two days a week. I’m a little nervous about it, but I know it will all work out.
In bookish news, I just finished The Passage by Justin Cronin. I try to avoid hyped-up books, but I kept hearing good things about this book. So, I caved and borrowed the e-book from my library. Sure, there are vampires in it, but they’re far from Twilight-type vampires, which was a nice change for me. I’m still processing the book and will type up a proper review, but overall I really enjoyed it. I actually cared about the characters (though at times it felt like there were too many characters I cared about) and the plot kept my interest. More later when I have time.