Ready, Set, Blog.

I'm not much of an accomplisher. I dont go to school. I don't collect income. Im not the best cook. Yes, I am a mother and that is my most important work. My ultimate purpose in life. But as far as contributing to the greater good of humanity? Really, I don't do much of anything.   At least, thats how I feel. 

  

I'm the girl that was a few credits shy of graduating high school (because apparently credits don't transfer when you move to a different state in the middle of your senior year! ANYWAYS...) and rather than go one more year, dropped out and never got my G.E.D. why? Because I didn't have to. Now, 7 years later and I'm literally terrified to sign up for the free G.E.D classes here in town. I'd like say its because my child is a stage 5 clinger, but really, its  because I'm scared.  scared to fail. to be judged... 

I dream a lot. I'm practical and creative. Full of wonderful ideas and good advice. I'm frugal. If theres a bargain I can find it.  I'm a good friend, a loyal wife, a dedicated mother. Thoughtful and passionate, heck I'd even say im kinda funny, but as far as being a "go-getter" no, thats just never been me and as of recently, I've been okay with that...

Much to my father's dismay, this post isnt about me getting my G.E.D.  Rather a post about blogging... a post about lighting the fire under my own ass and doooing something- if this is even considered something. 

 I've always been really good at starting stuff, paintings, scrapbooks, quilts..., as a kid I tried tap, jazz, ballet, gymnastics, piano, softball...  nothing ever stuck, everything remains unfinished. 

 This blog will be my attempt at accomplishing something . An attempt to start and finish something that isn't an absolute requirement or forced by nature.  ( I swear if giving birth after 9 month of pregnancy was optional, I would have opted out)

Baby Steps. 

 I challenge myself- to blog a whole year. One whole year without giving up. A year of real, and a year of  honest. I want to see how I grow, change and learn over this next year. I want my daughter to one day be able to read and relate and enjoy these precious moment of life. 

and I need to connect, connect with like minded mamas. this seems like the best, maybe only way for it to happen. 

 I will not let my fear of failure control me. I will commit myself to this, without fear of judgment. 

- she doesnt seem as excited about it as I am.haha 

One year. 

Lets see where this goes...