I’m quite a reflective person in private.
Things that probably don’t matter anymore, but still have a bearing on my life.
Many people probably wouldn’t think about these things.
The past is the past and all that. To some extent I agree, but there are certain elements of my past that I can’t forget.
Before I go into more detail, I feel like I need to take a moment to tell you a few things.
When I started blogging back in June 2012, I did so anonymously.
This was for a number of reasons, but the main reason was that I wanted to keep certain things that I write about away from my family’s eyes.
Not because they were bad things, but just things I didn’t necessarily want to share with them. That might sound a bit contradictory seeing as I was willing to share these things with you and everyone else who reads my blog, but that’s just how I felt.
This all came about after one of my family members stumbled upon my blog and realised it was me.
To some extent I’ve let this affect the way that I blog, the topics that I blog about and a few other aspects of my blog too.
I started blogging as a way to record my husband and I’s IVF journey. A place for us to come back to in years from now where we could re-read what we’d been through and remember the small things that we may have otherwise forgotten about.
I wanted to write about our experiences of IVF in the hope that others going through the same thing would find some sort of reassurance and hope in reading our story.
As our lives progress and indeed our blog grew, I started writing more and more about our family and now it is a place for us to record our everyday lives, special moments and other things we find of interest.
I hope that one day my children will look back on this blog when I’m no longer around and find joy and peace in what I write about, our ordinary moments and pictures of us doing all sorts of things together.
This post was originally called ‘Are you raising your children the same way you were raised?’ but it appears that I’ve gone off on a tangent which is why I’ve changed the name of this post and my other post about how we raise our children will be published on Monday instead!
I like writing because it’s easier for me write about the things that I think about than it is to say them out loud.
I sometimes have trouble putting how I feel into words.
I find blogging therapeutic and my blog is a place for me to share the things I’m thinking about.
I’m 27 years old and I have found that the older I have become the more I feel like I need answers to some questions in my life.
I’m an adult and shouldn’t care what other people think about the things that I write about. My family included.
I have a number of personal posts coming up.
Some that you may understand. Some that you probably won’t, but I need to get some of those things off my chest and this is my way of doing it.
Thanks for reading.