Over the past few months I felt like I was losing my writing mojo. It's one of my things that lets me be me and get out what I need to get out and take in what I need to take in. I don't know where it was going and I didn't know if it would come back.
This loss made me not feel too well- kinda sick to my stomach actually- and so I thought... maybe it's physical. Maybe I'm pregnant. So I took two broken tests and then I wrote about it. And it felt good. And so I wrote some more.
And suddenly I don't feel pregnant or sick or whatever anymore.
I was feeling so good after writing about it that I just published it and then thought maybe I should tell hubby I took some more pregnancy tests.
Me: I hope it's ok but I blogged about taking two more pregnancy tests today that were both BLANK. I've never had that happen before. But now I have more material to blog about how I'll go about returning them to Target. : )
He: How dare you blog about something personal! Oh wait, you've been doing that all along.
I've been doing that all along. Maybe the blogging mojo is right here in front of me- the little bit of crazy inside every normal day. Or in some cases the little bit of normal in all of my crazy days. Just write what you know. And sometimes it's not easy to write what I know. Because what happens when you don't know? Then I guess you just write that you know you don't know.
*Note: That is Noah laughing with the best laugh ever. And there you have the hole in the wall.