Look at me writing another post! I’m on a roll. When I started writing this blog, I read a *TON* about blogging. All the tips and tricks and how to boost your SEO and gain followers and make everything visually appealing and monetize blah blah blahhhhhh. And I tried to make them all work. And I got really overwhelmed. And because I tend toward being a perfectionist and couldn’t find the time or energy to make it all perfect, I stopped writing. But writing is why I wanted to blog in the first place! I didn’t care about gaining a huge following or monetizing before. I started a blog simply to blog, and once I got immersed in the vast bloggerverse, I lost sight of why I started. I have about five blog posts that I haven’t finished because the thought of editing them, inserting the right pictures, and advertising my new posts on Instagram, Pinterest, etc. was just too much. Future posts might have really great pictures. Or they might not. I might advertise my posts. I might not. Either way, I’m gonna keep posting! Hold me accountable, people!
This is one of those days where I’m feeling a million different things at once.
My parents were visiting from out of town for the long weekend and left this morning.
I got a call yesterday about setting up a job interview.
Corey has a night flight, which means he’ll land sometime in the middle of the night.
I’m reminded of the sacrifices that come with being a military spouse…
My kid(s) won’t grow up living near his (their) grandparents, aunts, uncles, or cousins. Though we learn to lean on support systems wherever we go, it’s just hard not having little conveniences like grandmas as babysitters 🙂
I will struggle career-wise as we move every few years. As a social worker, it helps to dig roots into a community and learn it inside and out. No doubt, I can learn about and pour my heart into wherever I am; it’s just difficult starting over. Also, transferring my license from state to state is expensive and annoying. Aaaaaand also daycare is expensive and leaving your kid there is heartbreaking, but that has nothing to do with the military life—just comes with parenthood.
Nights like this when Jack is screaming for no apparent reason and I have a pounding headache… it’d be nice to have Corey here to help.
So here’s the thing…
These are all good things! I got to see both my parents (and my son got to see his grandparents!) even though they don’t live near us. They have the means to visit us, and so they did. I’m finally making some progress on the job hunt! And my husband has a job that pays the bills, so I’ve been able to stay home with Jack for 5 months—a luxury, for sure.
First world problems much?! 😜 This is one of those days where I just need to count my blessings and realize how good I’ve got it. Now I’m gonna go sip this hot cup of tea.