I’ve written and published more posts this week alone than I did last month – yay me?
I wish I could tell you I was teeming with ideas, and wrote amazing things. Hahahaha!
November 1 was the first day in five that I parented solo. The twins suddenly became really clingy. After the heady first few days of NaBloPoMo, I literally had my hands/ arms full of babies. It’s like they’re out to sabotage my NaBloPoMo efforts! Kids.
So, here’s how NaBloPoMo week one panned out.
Decide to sign up for NaBloPoMo at 10.00pm my time. Enthusiastically write first post.
Miraculously find time to write two posts! Feel good. Feel focused. Ooh, take photos of kids for an easy Wordless Wednesday post. All pumped up to check out other NaBloPoMo bloggers. Read and comment. Still feeling good. Children surprisingly co-operative and non-needy. 30 days? I can do this!
Why does solo parenting suck the hardest midway? Why do these children eat all the time? Ooh, everyone’s asleep, decide to reply to blog comments. Read more blogs! Write one more post for the week – I rock!
Try to do allthethings with one hand. Wish fervently Malaysia wasn’t this hot, or I can finally put to good use all those slings I bought for babywearing. Remind self that have never successfully worn any babies. Congratulate self for typing out Twitter replies with two fingers. Realise there are 26 more days to go. Wish I’d made a plan of some kind – like, plan a theme, or write down ideas for posts. Have no ideas. Write incoherent, rambly post for day 6. Congratulate self for getting ahead.
It’s 6.00pm and haven’t written a word, replied to any blog comments, visited any blogs in reader or NaBloPoMo blogroll. Feel like a bad daily blogger. Play Candy Crush.
Drink two cups of coffee. Surf Facebook, trying to get blog post ideas. Check out BlogHer writing prompts. Write nothing. Eat gummy bears. Play Candy Crush. Babies still firmly attached to me. Husband gets home from business trip. Resist urge to chuck all the children at him and run off to Starbucks to write. Instead, sit down and write this post one-handed. Congratulate self once again for getting two posts ahead. Look at Feedly and see 55 unread posts. Feel guilty. Eat more gummy bears. Do not know how to end this post. Oh wait, what about Day 7? Never mind.