Back from a Brief Hiatus

If two weeks can really constitute as a hiatus. Also, I think hiatus implies that there was some readership to begin with... Whatever we want to call it, "it" was a necessary break regardless. I sometimes feel like I am writing into a vacuum, speaking into an empty hallway with only my voice echoing back and yet at other times I feel exposed as if my life is now out there for someone else to scrutinize. And so I self-censor, taking a scalpel and cutting an incision into the content to remove the emotion. Because emotion can embarrassing.  

So by the end of it, I stare at the screen wondering where my original point has gone. And this does not sit well with me because as a reader I crave authenticity from bloggers. Only I am starting to realize that this is a rare commodity. Those perfectly staged photos, gleaming smiles and posts about the bliss of being a mother make me feel guilty because well... My life isn't like that (and I imagine neither is yours), my life is made up of having baby food stains sneak up on my favorite clothes, reading a textbook with a baby on my knee, hoping that third cup of coffee kicks in so I can stay awake past 830pm.

Perhaps these are gory details that people don't want to see and that is why some blogs flourish because of the rom-com fairytale they present. There is a certain craft to writing a lifestyle blog but I hope that I can always maintain that realness that I want to see more of.