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Ding! You’ve written 50 posts. Whu WHAT?


This morning I surprised myself with a short yet brain tickling little post on resiliency.  A short time after, my notification *ding* brought to my attention that I had accomplished writing 50 posts.  I didn’t really every start out with a goal of how many post, in any certain amount of time, I wanted to write but Wow!  That’s cool.

As the day went on, it occurred to me that I’m actually kind of shocked I have written 50 posts in three months.  I have managed to wrap words around 50 different of my very own ideas.  I was all “Go Me” for a second.  It also made me want to dig into my archives a bit.  Is it bad that I cracked myself up on several occasions?  Does the fact that I literately rolled my eyes at myself too kind of balance that out?

I pulled up the stats on my overall most viewed posts and I kinda am, but not really, surprised by the results.  A naughty toddler and vulnerability seem to bring the noise for me.  Here’s the top five most viewed:


Little Man

Tom Gauld
Tom Gauld

Depression and Motherhood: This is My Truth.


Walking in my husband’s worn out work boots.

blog pics

Nat Geo Boobs: A “perk” of being Mom.

Life changing words.
Life changing words.

Happy Re-Birthday To Me: A Sexual Abuse Survivor’s Coming Out Story.

It’s pretty apparent the things that are most important to me are my kids, my husband, my boobs, my story and my brain.  Are you surprised?  Either way, I think it reflects a pretty good glimpse in to my big, beautiful brain.  Thanks to all the bloggy friends that have stopped by, commented and shared their own stories with me.  You guys seriously rock.  And a huge smack on the cheek to my family, personal friends and Facebook friends.  You guys encouraged me to take blogging on and then helped support my ego enough to get elbows deep.  Much love.

Do you have a favorite post I’ve written or one that stand outs the most in your mind.  Is it a funny one or one where I get my deep thinking on?

Cheers to 50!

28 thoughts on “Ding! You’ve written 50 posts. Whu WHAT?”

  1. I think “Motherless Mom” hit me the hardest. I miss my mom so much, and she was 79 when she died. No matter what our relationships are with our moms, their absence brings us pain. (And I am proud of you for writing 50 blogs. I remember being astonished when I reached that milestone.) – Fawn

    1. Motherless Mom is probably the hardest one for me to go back and read, believe it or not. It’s so much of me. I’m humbled to hear about others connecting with it so thank you, thank you for taking the time to tell me you did.

      “Astonished” is a fantastic word to describe how I felt when I realized I hit this milestone. More so because I really wasn’t aware 50 would be a milestone for me.

      1. DOH! Well don’t I look like a fool! It’s ok…my kids have trained me in humility. Thanks for telling me about the foot in my mouth gently. Ugh.

  2. I loved your re-birthday one…to me you are very strong person and it that one it shows ur vulnerability and a deeper side to why you’re the person you are today…congrats in your 50th! XoXo

  3. Congrats! It is quite an accomplishment since most people say they want to do something yet make plenty of excuses not to. And you have two little ones clamoring for your attention!

    I really enjoyed your recent post about writing “I” instead of hiding behind a “we” or “some people.” There is a lot to be said about owning our voice and opinion even if we are afraid. (Lol. I did it myself, just there.

    Yah for 50!

    1. Thanks Mama! Learning how to balance writing with small kids is very challenging. Momma guilt is a terrible thing but so is ignoring yourself all the time. I don’t always hang in the balance so well but I try my best.

      I’m really glad you liked the “trying to evolve” post. I have re-read that one several times and always teeter on whether I like it or not. I’ve had sort of a love/hate thing going with that one. Knowing someone else “got me” when they read it changes the way I think about it and see it. I can’t thanks you enough for that. And I am STILL working on using “I” instead of “we”…it’s tougher than it seems.

    1. Thank you so much Olivia. And please don’t think I’m not afraid ever. I’m pretty much always afraid or nervous about how what I write with be interpreted or effect somebody else. At this point though, I’m just more afraid of what it will do to me if I don’t say it. It’s quite liberating to put yourself first for once.

      1. You’re very brave. I’m not comfortable sharing yet, which stifles my writing I suppose. I’ll get there. Writing things done is a special kind of therapy, even if only a handful of people read it and can identify with it in some way. :0)

  4. Congrats to you!! Wow 50!! I have LOVED each & everyone!! You make me laugh hysterically, cry, & think everyday ( just like when we were kids lol)! I’m am so very proud of you!! Love you bunches & miss you so much!! Xoxo

      1. LOL!!!! i needed that after a long grueling work week:) find 2 nites when Hubby doesn’t work or the kids can be cared for between aug 25-sep4. then tell me the dates. easy peesy;)

  5. Congratulations! Yes, you should crack yourself up when you write. Absolutely, yes. This past month, I have been absolutely silenced by insecurity about my writing. What I can get out is like squeezing water from a stone (or whatever that saying is). Going back and looking at my old posts have made me feel better about myself for the most part. The eye rolling is necessary too, though, isn’t it? So we can learn from our mistakes and get better. Like real life. Like hair crimping 🙂

    1. Oh we crimp and we learn.

      You are a funny, insightful woman! That is what your writing says to me. You’ll squeeze her out eventually. I completely understand what you are saying though. I tend to feel like everything I write, funny or otherwise, needs to be one of the great ones. I’m trying to find the balance between not publishing crap just to put something out there and touching on the stuff that really, really matters in my life. I’m somewhere in the middle of that right now. …I may or may not have just rolled my eyes at myself.

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