Well, hello there. Seems I'm still into blogging after all.
To be honest, I don't think I ever wanted to stop regardless of people shifting to vlogging and short-form content (TikToks, Shorts, Reels). I've always blogged for myself anyways. Maybe there was a time when I wanted this site to boom, but it wasn't much for attention, but more of awareness. Turns out I never was much of a traveller and a foodie to be able to sustain that short-lived dream. Still, I always enjoyed blogging.
There's been a very long hiatus due to a life-changing event -- becoming a mom. At 2021, I gave birth to my first daughter, and as a first time mom, it took all of me. My time, my sanity, my attention, my everything. I barely got to do things for myself; not even journal. Looking back, I'm happy there was a time in my life only devoted to being a wife and a mom. At 2023, I gave birth to my second daughter. Now an experienced mom, I'm proud I've learned a lot about managing my time juggling everything from being a wife, a mom, a homemaker, a daughter, a friend.
A lot has happened since my last post, including moving to our own space. I've had a two-bedroom condo unit since 2013 but has only been leased out. After my last tenant who basically trashed my unit, we decided to renovate it and live in it. While it's been great living at my husband's family home, being on our own made us feel like we're really a family. Bahay bahayan but real life, ganon. I've had to step up my productivity and responsible game up by a ton, and for four years now, with ups and downs, I'm doing well.
I've also gone back to journaling since 2023, and also back to watching concerts. My parents as major proof, music has always been a huge part of my life. As a mom of two below 6, I pretty much still have a regimented lifestyle. But it's really nice to have some days off to do things I used to do pre-motherhood. It's like finding myself after losing myself because of notherhood.
Whenever I get to write in my journal, I discover a kind of creativity in me that I never even knew existed. For the longest time, I never really saw myself as a creative person, but I think I’m slowly learning to accept that maybe, just maybe, I am. And since most of my days are spent with just me and the girls, there are moments when my need for adult conversation suddenly becomes overwhelming. When the words start piling up in my head and feel like they might burst out of me, my journal is always there—quietly waiting, ready to hold everything I need to let out.
