Why I write what I write

Based on some recent off-line conversations, I realized I needed to clarify why I write what I write.  My purpose hasn’t changed, and (at least to me) the vision for my blog remains unchanged.

My blog was born on a whim.  The purpose and vision came later.

why i write what i write

As I’ve shared before, this is not my first blog. I walked away from blogging to focus on potty training two head strong boys and then on remodeling our home.  I missed it when I stopped, and I have every intention of returning to the blog-o-sphere.

During our long and drawn out remodel, the phrase “If momma’s not happy, then nobody’s happy”  became a go-to phrase.  It deflected questions from contractors and motivated sympathetic tradesmen, but it also helped us both understand how important my own mental health was.  I found myself wondering if the logic held in reverse.  If momma was happy, did that make everyone else happy too?  I found myself wondering what would happen if I actually became that person… the happy mom that made everyone else happy too.

Since “thishappymom” was available as a wordpress user name, I grabbed it and started to write.  I had no larger vision or focus than to start writing and get back into the swing of blogging. Within days, my husband bought me a domain name.  It’s probably the geek equivalent of buying me flowers.

All I ever intended to write was “do this” posts.  I had visions of sharing recipes, crafts, tips on being a better mom.  I dreamt of returning to my food blogging days and creating pin worthy photo spreads.

I’m good at bossy.  I like telling other people what to do.

Except… all my cameras were still packed up and my home was in shambles.  There wasn’t a single room that was worthy of a “do this” photo.  Since my entire life was a giant “before” photo, I started writing stories.

I discovered that I love to tell stories and share them with others.  For the first time in my life, I realized that I could actually be considered funny.

And then… I saw how one of those stories made some other mom happy.  I read how it turned her into a happy mom who played with her kids one magical afternoon.   I was humbled to realize that my words had the power to make life better for another family.

That’s when everything started to come together.

My passion for blogging and writing fit in with the rest of my passions and interests and created this one huge compelling “thing” that made total sense.

Since becoming a stay at home mom, my heart had been burdened by the friend who asked for a recipe for “plain rice” because she didn’t know how to make it.  I hurt for the friend who felt shame because she never learned to sew on a button.   I shared potty training struggles and budget woes and botched batches of cookies.  I realized it was never just about a recipe or a how to.  It was about needing someone who’s just a few steps ahead on the path of life to slow down… to walk beside… to share in the journey.

My vision for my blog quickly evolved from “do this” to sharing in the journey.  Not just the victories and strengths, but in the struggles too.

I created the blog I wanted and needed when my life was at it’s darkest and scariest.  I didn’t want someone being bossy and telling me “do this.”  I didn’t need someone to sit down in wine-stained yoga pants to join in my pity.  I wanted someone just a few steps ahead of me on the path to turn around and wait for me to catch up.  I wanted someone a few steps behind me to shout “wait up! let’s do this together.”

I share the journey because it’s what I’ve been created to do.   I can’t NOT do this.

 share the journey when i write

Because every time I share a struggle someone quietly raises their voice and says “I thought I was the only one.”

Because every time I share a laugh, someone else remembers that their children are a treasure.

Because every time I share a victory, someone else joins in to celebrate or take up the challenge.

Because every time I share a defeat, someone helps me dust off and try again.

I write so that someone else has a chance to raise her voice and whisper “me too.”  I write to give another mom the freedom to laugh and play with her kids.  I write to inspire and encourage each and every woman to desire God’s best in her life.  I write so that somewhere, someone else can walk beside me in the journey to become the happy mom her family deserves.

You see, I’ve discovered that it really is true…

When momma’s happy, everybody’s happy.

It’s not enough for me to be this happy mom.  Not any more.  I want to inspire and encourage and challenge you to become the happy mom God has called you to be and to walk beside you in that journey.

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Susan Baker
I have a passion for encouraging weary worn out mothers to find joy in everyday motherhood and peace in unlikely places. I have two elementary school boys, one nerdy husband, and two cats. I have a strange fascination for bad puns, the color pink, socks, and books. I worry about running out of toilet paper, wine, and chocolate.. I serve an amazing God. I live an ordinary life filled with wonder.
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Comments

  1. Thank you for sharing your journey, and your purpose for blogging with us. I started blogging as online journal/scrapbook. I want to remember these days while my children are young because I know they are flying by so fast. I hope you have a wonderful weekend.

  2. I certainly agree with the quote if Mom’s not happy, then nobody’s happy, I’ve been able to see it in my Mother. I’d say that my Mom most certainly is happy, all of her children being adults and being responsible…for the most part.

  3. hi, thanks for sharing your story. Love your blog

  4. Thanks for writing such a great post. I really like it and its really meanfull for me and for my mates. I must share it with my social networks.

  5. Thanks for sharing your story.

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