Better late than…

Starting this blog should have happened a few years ago. Thought about it many times, like I thought about starting a journal, but never did it. I buy a journal for myself, have received several as gifts, and they remain new (except for one pretty one I got in which I started writing down baby product ideas as therapy when breastfeeding was so difficult which led to me actually starting my company, Chic Tots).

Blogging is actually more logical for me than keeping a journal. I never write. I can’t even hold a pen for long without getting a cramp. As a lefty, I never really learned how to properly hold a pen and I do the whole upside down writing thing, bending my wrist in a way that is just unnatural. I type. I happily type. I remember getting a computer in college and all of a sudden my papers dramatically improved. Writing on paper, to do it well, means re-writing and more re-writing. Something holding a pen upside down with an unnatural bend in my wrist made me not so inclined to do. Also procrastination plays a major theme in my life, and well if you wait too long to write a paper, there is no time for rewrites. Enter the computer – cutting and pasting – MAGIC. Revise by typing. No more sore hands or finger calluses (ya, I really hold a pen way too tight). Typing on a computer, brilliant.

So blogging is logical if someone wants to read the ramblings in my head. Seriously, my head rambles and I don’t even know what is going on in there. Maybe writing a blog is therapy for me (like writing down my wishes for products as a sleep-deprived struggling new mom was) and if someone wants to read it that’s cool. If I can share some of my experiences about my business journey or life in general (I am not an expert, but I am opinionated), and someone else finds it useful great. I do like talking and once people get to know me they realize I am not always sure of what I like but I know exactly what I don’t like. I freely give my opinion, sometimes to another’s disliking and sometimes I speak too quickly before thinking about the impact of what I am saying.  Ya have to know me to love me (well at least tolerate .

As far as my writing, I am sure that whatever I post, if I go back and read it, I will want to re-write and re-write, and tweak until well I’ll wish I had never written it at all – delete. I will vow now to not over think and just let it be. I will purge the thoughts out of my head, and just won’t read it (maybe years later)!

Welcome to my bloggy journey as a typer (yay computers), mother, woman, and diva (more on the title of this blog another time). I am all these things and many more. I approach all aspects with a mix of trepidation, joy, confusion and love. See rambling chaos – fun!