Spirit Lead Me

This post is a long time coming. Some nights I lay in bed trying to fall asleep and I write these posts in my head and tell myself that I will actually type it out tomorrow and post.  And then tomorrow comes, but the post never does.

I realize I posted a lot about our infertility struggles and then stopped when pregnancy finally came for us.  I feel a bit guilty for this...like I cried out in pain but never in joy.  This wasn't my intention, it's just that my labor or love then became a 120 plus page pregnancy journal which I printed after Brooks was born. Something that I knew would be tangible and not just words floating around the internet that people may or may not even want to read.  Now, catching up on pregnancy, delivery, and ten months of life seems daunting and so I'm going to skip it.  A quick trip to my Instagram can catch you up on that. 

I've never been quite sure what I wanted out of this blog or what my purpose was for it.  A lot of times it's been a place for me to share in my journey.  A place to unload my deepest emotions and lay them bare in desperate hope of healing.  Then after becoming a Mom, I wondered if there was a place for me as a Mommy Blogger.  I had plenty of funny stories of the misadventures as a new Mom.  Ones that I would type in quick notes so I wouldn't forget them. But who has time to blog when you can instead spend your days staring at your baby? Not me.  I would read other blogs. Single girls. Older Moms. New Moms. Newlyweds. Baby blogs. Lifestyle blogs. Christian blogs.  Still not sure of where I fit I continued to put it off.

But enough putting it off. Enough worrying where I fit. The only thing that matters is that I continually feel led to write and I constantly ignore the leading coming up with any excuse. So today I'm jumping in. I just needed to type something and hit publish. So here it is. I don't know what is to come, but it is coming.