I just realized that this is my 101st post.
How did that happen? How did such a milestone as 100 elude me? Bad blogger, bad, bad blogger.
But it is somewhat amazing to me that I’ve managed to write 100 entries in less than a year. Even more amazing is that I started this blog in a selfish effort to somehow come to terms with this life change – not the parenting, per se, but the transition from working person to stay-at-home mama. I still find myself struggling with that identity question.
The awesome part of 100 posts, even if enlightenment isn’t it, is the new people I’ve “met” who identify with some anecdote or feeling. The people who have offered a supportive word in the comments (oh, how I love a comment!) or a link from their own corner of the Internet, all make me feel very Sally Field (“you like me, you really, really like me!”). And, in turn, I’ve gotten to experience all of their lives (thanks to an RSS feed).
So, I feel the need to say thanks to a few people who have made these 100 (now 101) posts possible:
Thank you to the hubby who not only encouraged me when I said, hey, I just discovered this whole mommy blog world and I think I’ll throw my hat in the ring, but is the real tech expert in the house and doesn’t make fun of me when I beg him to set-up my header graphics or ask questions like “what’s a meme?”
Thank you to my family who are most certainly the majority of the readers here.
Thank you to peanut for being the most wonderful being I’ve had the pleasure and honor of encountering in my life…and providing endless fodder for posts.
Thanks to those who have managed to find me in this great big old world wide web and even more thanks to those who come back. I promise that I will try to make the next 100 even better (not sure how to do that, but I have a feeling the peanut will help as he perfects his terrible twos behavior and we eventually enter potty training torture) so you don’t regret spending a few moments here.
And finally, a special thank you to my heels who still make me feel special even though they spend most days in a dark closet watching the sneakers and flats accompany me to the zoo or music class or the playground.
Hmmmm…speaking of shoes…100 posts. That sounds like as good a reason as any to buy a new pair. And hey, if you’ve managed to read all 100 posts, I think you deserve to go out and buy yourself a new pair as well. Meet you at the mall after nap time?