The birth of a blog

It's 12:17 a.m., and I sit here in the dark on the couch with only the light from a muted TV to see by.  I'm  not sure why I'm still up, and I know I should go to bed, but the truth is I can't pull myself away from my computer.  The house is quiet.  Perhaps that's why I'm savoring this time.  As anyone who currently has or has ever had small children understands, this is the only time that my house is without noise.  Normally, a myriad of sounds may be heard:  laughing, crying, yelling, singing, arguing, more crying...   These are the sounds that, as a mother, I've learned to enjoy (and often ignore).  With my babies in bed, I wonder if they're having sweet dreams, hope they're not too hot or too cold, etc.  And I even look forward to hearing their sweet voices the next day. 

That is, of course, until the next day.  The sweet voices I imagined the night before become the cries and demands of reality.  My reality:  I'm raising children.  And what a sweet reality it is!

After reading some on my facebook posts, a few people have suggested that I create a blog.  I was very reluctant to do this because, honestly, I can't imagine why anyone would want to read what I have to say.  In the end, I decided that it's okay if no one wants to read it.  I've always loved to write, and I find it an excellent outlet, so I will write for myself, and if someone wants to read it, then that's a great bonus!

Be warned.  I'm honest.  My days aren't always easy, and those are probably the things I'll write about the most because those are the things I just have to get off my chest.  Just know that, in my eyes, my kids are absolutely perfect in spite of (and sometimes because of) their "big" personalities. 

In any event, if you do choose to read, I hope you also enjoy!