It's not my job either. I thought I wanted it to be my job.
I love writing. I love blogging. I love the blogging community. But I love my children more. I love my calling more. And my calling is my children.
A few months ago I began consciously noticing how much I was on the computer while my kids were awake. Then I noticed things that didn't get done because I was blogging. Or emailing. Or Facebooking. Or reading others' blogs.
Then I started thinking about the legacy I was leaving for my children. Did I want them to remember me on the computer? Or Facebooking on my phone? Or blogging?
I started listening to myself ...
"Let me just finish this post."
"I need to send one more email."
"After I finish reading this, we can do that."
Or do I want them to remember we played? And built forts. And created art.
Do I want them to remember that I was there for them - not just caring for their daily needs, but getting down and living life with them.
This blog is not my home.
Amy at Raising Arrows wrote on a similar subject this week.
It took me over a month to get this post ready since I am only writing now when my kids are not awake. I have some reviews and other commitments that will take precedence over more personal posts, however, know that I am not abandoning my blog. I just have more pressing things on my plate at the moment.
Like homeschooling my boys and building forts. :)