Adjusting

 

(photos, unrelated to the post, from a date I had with Isaac to the Children’s museum)

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Every time we move, there is an adjustment period.

ALSO every time we have a baby, but that is a post in itself. (Hint: Don’t have kids to save your marriage)

We’re here now and mostly unpacked (there are those pesky last few boxes that I can’t seem to find time to unpack without Isaac…say…smearing Vaseline on my Kindle) and I am thrilled.

But I am also adjusting.  WE are adjusting.

How do we fit in this new life?

How does our marriage work now with outside influences and so many new opinions?

What’s the balance between time together and time with others?

At what point to I stop talking to the family member I am with and give my child attention, and at what point do I tell him that he needs to wait to talk (about Lego Batman) until later?

They are all good…problems?…debates?…to have, but they are new to me.

And that brings me to this blog.

What will this blog be now that I am “home?”

Now that the people I mostly post pictures for just saw my kids yesterday.

Now that people can say “Oh Isaac isn’t actually THAT naughty” (although so far that has. never. happened.)

Now that when I post something embarrassing about me, I will have people reading about it and seeing me the next day.

See, I tend to prefer to assume that I am blogging to the general anonymous public (like the thousands of followers I’m sure I secretly have).

Also, there are a few personal adjustments, like making sure I actually look semi-cute when leaving the house because I never know when I am going to run into an old crush or the popular girl from high school.

And accepting that, whether I am looking cute or not, they are going to realize that Caitlin Robertson now has mom arms.

So.

That’s where I am folks.

Please be patient as I find my way back to this space, in whatever capacity it will be in the future.

It’s an adjustment phase.