Well, I have finally taken the plunge and decided to write the blog I have been meaning to create for some time now. Those of you that know me know that I resist modern technology. But, in order to stay connected to those I love, I have succumbed to the clenches of Facebook, Twitter, etc. I have realized that I will remain hopelessly unaware and ignorant if I do not faithfully log in to these life lines of the world today. The world of "The Blog" is no exception.
In fact, I read my first blog about 2 years ago when a friend created the most interesting story describing her mood swings throughout her menstral cycle each month. It was hysterical!!! I found myself wishing it was I who had written that witty snippet of real life for my friends and family to enjoy. Then I got to thinking about how ridiculous it would be to display a personal journal for everyone to read. Or, more horribly, what if I put time and effort into sharing some of my thoughts with people and they simply didn't care to read them? What if no one wanted to read my hideously ill written words??? And as a result, my low self esteem got the better of me and demolished all thoughts of blogging from my mind.
Then, about a year later I read a heart warming blog about the adventures an old friend was having with her daughter. I found myself sitting at my computer literally in fits of laughter and then tears when I realized that other mothers were thinking the same thoughts, having the same doubts, and feeling the same guilt as I was every day. I realized that the blogger is not in it to impress the reader, but to tap into those wonderful stories of life that happen everyday, are left untold, and then are forgotten. I was so happy to be able to share in this wonderful little tidbit of an old friends life. Just hearing the story made me feel as if I knew her again. And then I developed a true love for and became an avid reader of "The Blog."
Prior to this point however, I have been uninvolved in the sharing part of it all. Besides the infrequent post on Facebook, I have been an outsider looking in. Mostly because I have spent the majority of the last 5 years being "Mom." In fact, someone asked me my name the other day and I almost blurted out "Mom!" It was like a lightning bolt had struck me! Don’t get me wrong, I love being "Mom." It is the path I chose to take and I am proud of my very boring and domesticated existence. But I do miss being able to connect to people in a way that does not relate to motherhood. Even my career as a Labor and Delivery nurse does not allow me that escape. It has become my sole identity. I almost feel as if “Liz” experienced brain death and “Mom” replaced her at the time my first child, Andrew, was born. In a way this is true. You are never the same after you have children. But, I fear I just don't have anything interesting to say anymore. Sometimes I feel as if I am losing the ability to communicate to people over the age of 5! I don't even interest myself anymore! I think blogging may be the outlet I need to help me to connect the “Mom” in me to the parts of myself that have been hiding out. I want to process and share the lessons I am learning along my bumpy road. So with no further ado, let me introduce to you, “Liz the Blogger.” Nice to meet you. | 
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