In 2010 I began this journey of blogging.
Back then I had no idea what I was doing. I wrote for the sake of writing. Things like search engine optimization, keywords, and ads were non-existent in my corner of the internet.
I wrote about whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted. There was no predictable posting schedule and my readers could be counted on one hand.
Over the years, I’ve made The Deliberate Mom into a small business. From creating my own products to affiliate sales with places like Ultimate Bundles, I’ve tried to make a regular income. It hasn’t been easy. In fact, there have been several times that I wanted to quit altogether. Yet time and time again, I’m drawn back.
This past weekend I began the long and arduous task of migrating the photos hosted on Photobucket, back onto my blog. As I performed the task of looking through my archives and cleaning up old photos, my heart swelled with something I hadn’t felt for a while…
I used to write with intensity.
While I was far more emotional back then, my writing was raw, personal, and full of feeling. Perhaps this was due to the fact that there were only a handful of people who read what I wrote, so I was able to be more vulnerable. Or maybe it was the circumstances of my life at the time.
Regardless, as I thought about this shift in my blog, I concluded that I want something different for The Deliberate Mom.
While this blog is my part-time business, I’ve realized that I want to resurrect that personal side of blogging. I long to share what’s on my heart and mind and I wish to show you how I weave deliberate intention into my days. I want you to know that I, like every other mama, muddle through daily frustrations, exhaustion, and struggles.
The internet is full of how to posts… and 10 ways to do this, that, and the other thing. The storytelling, for the most part, has been lost in a sea of sponsored posts and clickable titles. This realization saddened me.
While I’ll still keep the helpful tips coming, I’ll share some personal articles as well. This shift goes against all the “rules” of blogging. Bloggers are repeatedly told that no one really wants to hear about them… readers only want to hear about how the blogger can help them.
Is this true?
Do we not also learn from others’ experiences? Aren’t our stories as important as our “10 helpful tips” articles?
The tough work of being a mom is isolating. I hope by writing vulnerable parenting reflections, we as a community, can unite and support one another.
I can’t foresee how often these posts will happen. Inspiration can’t be predicted but it can be expected.
What I do know is I’m excited to dig deep and show you the underbelly of our beautiful, chaotic, emotional, intentional, and loving home. Parenting isn’t pretty. Homemaking is exhausting. Raising children is demanding work. I look forward to sharing how I sink and swim in this journey… and how becoming a deliberate mom is more about intention, rather than perfection.