Why I Keep Blogging (Even If No One Reads It)

I think i’ve gotten past my bout of postpartum blues… my village came in guns blazing in support and I was ever so reminded that it is okay to ask for help. I couldn’t stress enough just how grateful I am to them for all of their support. As previously told, we traveled to Tennessee, Virginia, Washington D.C, and most importantly Pennsylvania to visit my grandmother who was diagnosed with cancer. I came back with intentions to just have a quiet evening at home for my birthday but my best friends and my sister showed up and stayed the night and we celebrated in the coziest way ever with a slightly coastal table scape, carbs a la mode, and watched ‘The Holiday’

Typically I start to get the itch to decorate around my birthday for Christmas because Christmas makes me happy and seeing a glittering tree in my living room makes me even happier. I did hold off a bit longer but yes, the tree is in fact up. You’re welcome. I’ve taken the time to look over our trip photos, to rest in the gratitude of being able to visit. To be thankful for my team, to slow down and watch our littlest grow, i find myself counting her little toes often.

She is on the cusp of four months old and I keep telling myself that these days go by too quickly. I’m trying to document more and I think this will become a main goal for myself next year along with a couple of other things that I have put on hold for the sake of being here and in the now. Writing also has become a bit of a scrapbook and you know what, even if it's just my husband, my sister and my best friends that read this with their coffees in the morning… it’s good enough for me. Little thoughts, like little love letters, acting like bite sized wisdom to those who appreciate it.