I didn’t think much about it. It’s just something that locates itself in the back of the mind and stays, sitting on a chair of confidence about it’s own knowledge. Indeed it is a fact that I have been with WordPress for two years. I created a blog before I even found out I was pregnant. I didn’t even want to incorporate a lot of baby and mommy stuff into it. When I think back now to my real reason in signing up for this and whether or not I’ve achieved what I’ve wanted to, I can’t say I have. It’s because I didn’t set a goal nor a level of accomplishment I wanted to reach. I am happy with that. I know mainly, that when I look back on these posts years from now, I will be able to collect a lot of these feelings I have had. I will be opening a chest of the forgotton treasures of my past and it will instill a sense of youth inside of me.
I don’t write just for that.
I write because it makes me feel a different type of worth. Because I like how I write and what I write. I think if any of us bloggers wrote posts we hated or didn’t like how we constructed sentences or ideas, we wouldn’t have a blog. We all feel a sense of worth when it comes to our blog domain.
Happy Two Years to myself and the ones that have followed me from the beginning. Happy all around to the recent ones that have clicked follow and to those that clicked months ago. It is all so appreciated. 🙂
I think about how living here affects my marriage.
We don’t ever go out on double dates or go out just us two. We have only met and bonded with one couple over coffee when Zeek was first born. And that was because she was pregnant and wanted some info regarding our labour and delivery.
When we get into arguments, I don’t phone up a friend. I don’t go walking down the streets. Because I can’t. I have no friends and it’s a bigger deal then just to get up and go with a 6 month old.
So our arguments rarely happen. When they do, we may be quiet for a little while but we are forced to revert back to one another. We live under the same roof and he doesn’t have friends either. We just haven’t bothered to make any.
I’m a pretty social person so you wonder how I can do it.
I guess this country does a lot for me in the way that I reflect and do personal things that I otherwise wouldn’t be finding the time for.
I’ve made scrapbooks and albums and videos over the past few years.
I think a lot on when we move to Canada. Because within two years, we will.
I think about how I will change. How certain aspects of me will be highlighted. Stuff that maybe he hasn’t seen before. Like, ordering my own food. And being talkative and interacting and being dependent.
I wonder what it will do to our marriage.
I wonder about good things and bad things.
I think when we argue there, we will be able to put more space between us and that may resort to the issue taking longer to resolve. It will be a challenge.
It will be like a new relationship all over again. I am excited for it.
So I live it up here. I focus on the good this place does for us and how close we are because of it. I think we have been here for a reason and I think we have been building on that without realizing it.
I can stand tall and be proud of us because we are doing well for being so far away from all that we know…from any help I would be getting, from time away from Baby, from time with friends..