- I moved back to my hometown, kind of unwittingly.
- I became a stay at home mom (or, more appropriately, stay at home badass).
- My daughter became a cheerleader at my old alma mater.
- I became the best Rock Band II player EVAH.
- Life became much simpler, much more fun, and just altogether easier.
I have actually been thinking of writing this post for a long time because now I have time to BREATHE, and I feel like I have so much to say about being a fun, ROCKIN' young parent because, for the first time ever, I am one. For those of you who knew me in CA, you did not know the real Morgan--you knew some stressed out shell of a Morgan who was too fat, too mean, and just altogether too pulled in too many directions. But despite wanting to set the record straight and write about all this, I've felt a bit shy about it. For one thing, it is terribly embarassing to move back to one's hometown, when it is a place that you never thought that you'd actually want to come back too. It is even more embarassing to like it. And for someone who spent the last three years or so being totally defined by what she did, it is EVEN MORE embarassing to find yourself doing nothing substantial, nothing wage-earning.
But you know what? Screw embarassment. I am doing what my family needs--I am giving them myself for the first time ever if I'm truly honest about it, and, further, I'm giving them the best life that I can physically give them right now. I am happy, my kids are happy, and I want to write about it. Why? Mostly, because I am a very self-indulgent person, and I like to write. A lot. I just started writing a novel, if you must know (try not to roll your eyes too big on that one--you don't want your face to get stuck like that). But also because I see a lot of my very good friends having babies, and I totally feel like so much of the advice that people give them is so much crap. Will mine be any better? I can't guarantee it. I don't get it all right, probably not even 50 percent. But I do try, and sometimes I think I can come up with a good tip or trick, a product that has saved me time, a TV show that you can regretlessly plop your five year old down in front of when you absolutely have to have that 15 minute magazine and hot cocoa break (I'm looking at you, Upside Down Show!). And also, my kids do cute things, and sometimes I just want to brag about them. Seriously. Have you seen my kids? They are pretty awesome. Just putting that out there. Lastly, I'll just say that it is incredibly hard to be a young parent. There just aren't that many of us, and we're all so stressed that we don't necessarily take the time to really communicate about the awesome things that we do with our progeny and how we keep our own lives befitting of the youth we are still hanging on to.
So, I hope that you'll continue to read this, and know that I will update it more and more, as I finally have the time (in theory at least). I will try to do it daily, but that is, of course, dependant on important issues, like the health of my children, and Law and Order marathons on TNT.
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