Why Now, Not Then
Updated: Oct 22, 2020
Why did I wait so long to start the someday room?
What motivates you to begin your work or a project?
I've wanted to create the someday room for a while. When I became a mother, it became even clearer that I wanted to write about my experiences and share my interests. But what happened? I stood in my own way, that's what happened.
When Mason was around 3-4 months old, there was one night that he was up every 20 minutes. YES. EVERY. TWENTY. MINUTES. I remained calm and tried everything to soothe him, but all he did was cry. I thought he hated me and that he had this idea that I wasn't capable of taking care of him. I'd remind myself, aloud, that he's just a baby and had no other way to communicate other than crying. Still, I felt awful and helpless. When my husband came home from work that night, I handed Mason over to him, walked away, and broke into tears. There were many times before, after, and I'm certain times to come that I would question if I am doing the best I can as a mom.
The next morning I thought - I can't be the only mom who feels like this. So I went online and looked up mom support groups, blogs, Instagram, etc. Finding this whole mom community lifted my spirits, and I wanted to be a part of it. I imagined another new mom having similar struggles and feeling alone in this new role. Then she would read about my experiences, most likely empathize, and feel motivated knowing that she is doing her best. I also wanted to reestablish my interests in style and decor, as new and fellow moms know, you may lose your sense of self from time to time. I grabbed a pen and notepad and wrote out ideas for the stories I wanted to share and what kind of content I wanted to have on my blog. Everything was written out in front of me. I let that list sit there for a few weeks, which turned into months until I eventually crumpled up the paper and threw it out.
So why now and not then?
I was scared. I got in my head that no one would care, that I didn't have enough "experience" as a mom, and that I should keep everything to myself. A few weeks ago, I had this urge to write, and I knew I wanted to write about being a mom. I looked over at my now one-year-old son, who was happily playing with his toys. I thought if I don't commit to creating this blog, what example am I setting for Mason in the long run? To let fear hinder him? To give up? I'm a mom. I'm Mason's mom. And I'm not going to let this idea go, again. I'm not going to set that example for my son. I researched (and researched and researched), wrote out my thoughts and plans, built this site and an Instagram account @thesomedayroom, and finally made the investment and began restoring the confidence in myself to share the someday room with you.
I appreciate all of the support from every single viewer and reader. Thank you for taking the time out of your day to visit the someday room. Now onward we go, and let's continue to support each other!