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It’s been four years since I first posted on Wordsbecomeone, and I am so grateful it’s still alive.  There have been sputters and gasps, especially in the last year (I’m talking to you, one-post months), but I am refreshed by the content this pregnancy has provided, and all the adventures-of-having-two-babies posts that are still to come.

When I started this blog, I was 25, less than 18 months into my marriage, working at an extremely large software company in Redmond, living in the Eastlake neighborhood of downtown Seattle and childless.  Now I’m 29, have been married over five years, work at an extremely large telecommunications company in Bothell,  live in Kirkland and am expecting twins this summer.  Wowza.

I’m really excited to see what this blog grows into as my life changes, and I’m thankful it’s here for me to look back and remember things in detail I would otherwise have forgotten.  There are 128 posts to date, with countless more to come.

Here’s to all that the Lord has in the next four!

Today marks three years since I started this blogging adventure, and my relationship with it has grown quite complex.  Many bloggers fall into one of two categories: those who start with gusto, posting every day for a month before disappearing forever, or those who truly have it together, and post consistenly at least twice a week for years on end. 

I fall somewhere in the middle.  I don’t post every day, but I don’t leave it to collect dust for months either.  I have found great joy in writing here and sharing the absurdities of life that are important to me.  But, let’s be frank, this is not without effort.  Regular blogging isn’t for the casual journaler, and no one realizes this until they’ve been doing it for a year and they’ve run out of things to say.  THEN the work begins.

The tricky little catch-22 about blogging is that it’s a hobby, but it’s a hobby that involves other people.  Most hobbies are done alone, with knitting needles or scrapbooks or music as the only audience noting how often you participate in your hobby.  But with blogging, you are inviting other people to enjoy your hobby alongside you, and when you don’t, they get angry.

That’s the pain point — we bloggers love nothing more than having faithful readers, but it’s those same readers who crack the whip when I’m being lazy…which is often.  “Do you know it’s been two weeks?” they ask.  Yes, yes, I have felt every one of those fourteen days, I reply.  But I am not making time for it or I don’t have a topic or I’m just being lazy!  And they look at me like, ugh, pull it together.

Which, I’ll add, they have every right to do.  And I’m grateful, and that’s why I’m keeping at it.  I love this work, and I love my readers, and I love when they crack the whip.  So thank you, dear reader, for reading and for coming back for more.

Here’s to the next three years!

Oh little blog of mine, you’re two today!

I honestly didn’t think I could keep you alive this long, and let’s be honest, I can’t make  any promises about how much longer you’ll survive.  We’re kind of on a month-to-month basis, aren’t we?

But we’re still together!

You’re the one that keeps me writing, the one that keeps me on my toes: “It’s been TWO WEEKS since you’ve posted,” your dateline always tells me.  Sure, I’m not the most frequent of posters, but I’m certainly among the most determined.  I haven’t given up yet, and here we are on our 90th post.

I’ve essentially written 45 essays a year, and I’m not even in college.  What was I thinking?

I love it.  That’s what I was hoping, and that’s what’s happened.  I love to write and I love to share it with people.

So, cheers to my little blog that could!  Here’s hoping we make it to your third birthday, and that I post more than a handful of times before then!