Month: July 2015

On Starting a Second Blog. . . (And Fear of Failure)

I will tell you that I wrote the previous (first) post several weeks ago and finally hit publish–with great anxiety, I might add. Oh, and I didn’t tell a soul. You would think after being a full-time blogger for more than five years that I would have the hang of this by now. But, a starting a second blog that’s more about me and my personal thoughts. . . Well, that’s just scary.
Truth be told, I don’t know what this particular blog is going to be about. The title suggests motherhood (and I certainly hope it’s a huge encouragement to moms!). But, deciding whether this is going to be the place to share my mommy fears, my pet peeves or my favorite nail polish color–well, that’s still to be determined. I’m leaning toward light-hearted conversation with a little of the other (deeper) stuff thrown in, depending on the day.
Then, there’s that fear of just being able to keep up with it all. I love to write. I have thoughts spinning around in my mind all the time that I want to write down. (Of course, these brilliant ideas always happen when I’m driving down the road or just as I lay my head down at night.) Writing is very therapeutic for me, but then I think, should I really add something else to my plate right now?
What if you don’t like me as much as you think you do? What if you think I’ve got it all under control (thanks to the pretty stuff I show you on the other blog) and then my cover is blown? What if you think my house is always neat, my kids are always well behaved and I never lose my temper? (Boy, you’re getting ready to be so disappointed.)
But, then I’m reminded of the Voice that’s been quietly telling me I should be an encourager to young moms. The Voice that tells me we need a lot more transparency among “girls” of all ages. The same Voice that has made me feel a little unsettled by all of the crazy I’m also guilty of trying to keep up with. I’m pretty sure I know Whose voice that is.
So, I guess I move forward, and if it’s a failure (meaning I can’t keep up with this, I’m uninspired, nobody reads it, etc.), then it wasn’t meant to be–and that’s okay. Right?? The biggest part of doing anything scary/new is just the act of starting.
Thanks for letting me work through these thoughts with you. What new thing are you scared to try for fear of failure? We’ve all got something.

Mothering in Moderation

If you’re new here, it’s likely you’ll start with the first post trying to figure out who I am–and whether I’m worth reading. You may have found me through my other blog. For nearly six years now, I’ve written about all things interior design and how to make your home a more beautiful place to live. However, I’ve come to learn that most readers who are looking for home ideas are looking for lots of pretty pictures and not a lot of words.
Besides being an interior design junkie, I also happen to be a wife, a mom of five, and a girl who likes to write. But, writing too much about your parenting woes, your deep convictions or your favorite mascara is kind of frowned upon if you’re in a very specific niche of blogging already. Thus, came the idea for starting a separate place on the web to write about whatever I want. There’s something freeing about that.

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Deciding on the name of a new blog–or business, or kid (for that matter)–can often trip you up. I didn’t spend more than 15 minutes pondering the name of this one, but here’s the general thought behind Moderate Motherhood: I’m 38 years old and have been a mom for the last decade. If I’m honest, I often feel like I’m going against the grain. And, that’s not a terrible thing. Maybe it’s the wisdom that comes with no longer being a new mom. Or, maybe I’m just getting older and more tired. Either way, I’ve come to learn that a lot of things that many young (and some older) moms spend their time valuing and striving for, really don’t make a hill of beans difference in the long run. Trying to be the best “this” or most “that” usually doesn’t matter to anyone besides you. In fact, there’s a good chance it doesn’t even matter to your kids. And, I’m willing to guess most of it sure doesn’t matter for eternity.
So, I’m approaching this new blog as a place of comfort and encouragement for me–and hopefully for you, too. A reminder that mothering in moderation is okayif your heart is in the right place. You don’t have to make a homemade birthday cake, or send in the best “Pinterest-y” Valentine’s cards, or even have the most heartfelt Facebook posts about how blessed you are by your family. I hope this blog serves as a reminder that it’s a day-by-day process. And, that His mercies are new each morning. Think of it as me offering you a friendly dose of a great big chill pill.

Looking forward to this. Hope you are, too.