After a long hiatus...

A few things have happened since I last wrote something on the ol’ blog. In one of my last posts I mentioned we’d had a foster baby for a week, and I wasn’t ready to talk about it. In another post, I mentioned how buckling Cody the dog into the front seat of the car was hilarious, in fact one of my most successful (and useful!) comedy experiments. I bring up these two bits of info because the biggest changes reference them…

After several more placements failed to materialize, we decided to step away from foster-to-adopt. And, long story short, on January 11 of this year I gave birth to our third son, George Harris (aka Harry). While I was pregnant with Harry, back in October, Cody the dog passed away. I imagine I’ll be writing about all three of these things soon.

 Baby George Harris, just a few days old, back in January.

Baby George Harris, just a few days old, back in January.

 Cody's resting place in the backyard.

Cody's resting place in the backyard.

Finally, I recently came to the realization that blogging became fraught for me as blogging as a medium became something else, something like a profession. Back when I started, in 2008, when my eldest son was just a newborn, blogging was small and mostly anonymous and typically journalish. We all know that ain’t the case anymore, and I struggled to figure out my place in the changing landscape. Which platform should I use? Should I have a newsletter? Should I have ads? Sponsorships? Blog post series? I dabbled a little in those things, and I didn’t much like most of them. So I just kind of backed away.

A wee bit ago, Emily Freeman wrote a “blogging like its 2009” style post, and I loved it. I also realized that one of my favorite bloggers is Swistle, who has remained, with great success, an O.G. blogger (choose your own adventure: O.G. as either original gangster or old guard. Both work). The veil was lifted. I didn’t have to change anything or do anything different at all. I just had to go on being myself, in my O.G. blog style.

So that’s what I’m going to do.