The Ballard Bunch

I know, I know; it's been a week. It's called mommy-blog-block. And I suffer in silence.

Then, today - an epiphany. Maybe, just maybe, I could blog about something other than my kids. I know they're the cutest, smartest, most well-behaved, children on earth; but other things are also blog-worthy, right?

A Grown-Up Post. What a concept!

Problem is, I'm swimming so deep in the waters of mommy-life that I literally have an excruciating time thinking of what else to share with you. Really, struggling.

I've dumped Kate.
I bragged about my sweet husband.
I've told Black Friday stories.
I even post blog-tag responses. I'm good.

What else is grown-up enough to post about?

And then a realization within the epiphany. The hardest realization for me as of late. At least to admit out loud (or on blog, I guess is more appropriate).

I've kind of lost a part of me through all of the wonderfulness that I call my life.

I am NOT complaining, but I've come to the harsh understanding that most things in my life right now are not about me. And that's the way it should be, needs to be, will be for some time.

So for the sake of myself & for those of you who didn't know me in my pre-prime-prime, here's what I used to be.

Successful (I had a career, one that I loved)
Independent (I even peed alone - what a novel idea!)
In Shape (But without 3 beautiful kids to show for it, I know)
Saucy (I have moments now, but most of my life - to be totally honest - is spent in my "comfy clothes")
Awake (Do any moms really sleep all that much? If you do, please share your secret.)

One can argue that I am still those things (well some of them), but I think you get the idea. I am a different version of the me I used to be. And yet, in the wallow of my own self-pity, I am reminded of the many reasons my prime is NOW.









Even "skinny" can't any better than that.
I've got it good.

So, in honor of the above, I will forever now on be okay with mommy posts (although I will still be grown-up as often as inspired, but guilt-free). And along with that, I'll balance things out. My goal is to rediscover who I am outside of mom and wife. And maybe act on it once in awhile.

Guilt-free in 2003....except it's 2009. I guess I won't get t-shirts made afterall...

But really, what's wrong with daily, prideful blog posts that come along with having the cutest, smartest, most well-behaved, children on earth?

Nothing at all.