The natural evolution of a blog

by Veronica on May 12, 2014

in Life

I’ve been blogging for nearly six years now, starting when my first child was small and sleepless. I’ve watched blogging change, sat here through the rise of the sponsored content, seen the explosion of mummyblogs. I’ve spent hundreds of hours reading blogs, commenting, responding to emails.

I’ve written sponsored posts, attended brand events, excitedly accepted a swag bag full of crap I didn’t need. I’ve laughed and cried over blogging, made friends, made foes, found people I love and people I’d happily punch in the face.

This blog is not the same as it was when I began. It’s not the same as it was when my second child was born, or when my grandmother died of cancer, tearing our family apart, or when my third child was born needing extra attention.

I’ve blogged from hotel rooms, from conferences, from airports. I’ve blogged from hospital wards, from special care, from paediatrics, from chemotherapy wards. I’ve blogged from palliative care and from the waiting rooms of oh so many doctors.

I’ve pissed people off with my honesty. Made them change their views of me. Upset them with my refusal to shut up and be nice.

Six years of my life, documented in snippets, photographs and short stories. Triumphs and failures, excitement and heartbreak.

I haven’t been a mummyblogger in years now. My daughter starting school made me draw back, protecting her from prying eyes. Protecting all of us from prying eyes if I’m being honest. Things got quieter here as time passed. We adjusted to Evelyn’s difficulties and I stopped feeling the need to talk about everything non-stop.

All of this is okay. It’s the natural evolution of blogging. People change, grow up, move along. Six years is a long time in the blogging world which sometimes seems to flit around faster than a dragonfly.

My life is full and suddenly, there isn’t the time for the Internet there once was.

Again, this is okay. I am okay.

I spent two hours today melting down beeswax, straining it, and cooling it in sheets for easy slicing. I’ll add it to soaps and lip balms in the next few months.

The house smells like honey now, warm and inviting. There are soaps curing on top of my closet, all through the linen cupboards and in the bottoms of drawers. Some of my books will be going into storage to make way for soap. Bookshelves are handy places for curing soaps.

Life has changed. We’re busy getting this business off the ground, and when all I can think about it soap, and everything I ever do is soap related, it’s hard to keep a humorous parenting blog running.

So it’s fair to say there will be more soap stories here than child stories. Maybe a good thing; soaps can’t complain they’ve been embarassed at school, and if someone calls a soap ugly, no one cries. Except maybe me because they’re my baaaaaybeees.

Blogs change. People change.

I don’t want the same thing from this blog as I wanted two years ago.

Blogging in Australia has changed. The explosion of blogs has meant the very small tight knit and sometimes stifling community has branched out and gotten bigger. There’s more room to breathe now, although it’s harder to attract traffic when you can’t find the time to comment on the blogs you like.

Things are different, and that’s normal. It’s not a bad thing. To be honest, I got sick of saying the same things over and over about the same topics. Ethics, criticism, blogging. It’s all white noise and people are going to meltdown over things no matter what I say.

This space is changing and I am okay with that.


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Blossom May 12, 2014 at 5:29 pm

All things change. We have all come a long way since those early days

I still enjoy coming here to read and I love soap! Lol

Veronica May 12, 2014 at 8:53 pm

Oh good! I really enjoy writing about the soap. I should change my header to soap photos so no one gets confused.

Fiona May 12, 2014 at 7:53 pm

I think we’re all getting more accepting that thigs do change 🙂

Veronica May 12, 2014 at 8:53 pm

I think my regular readers are, absolutely. Thank god for that.

Rach May 12, 2014 at 8:46 pm

God your house must smell amazing these days.

Veronica May 12, 2014 at 8:52 pm

Mostly my nose is numb to it, until I go outside and come back in. We’re about to turn the dining room bookshelves into soap curing shelves, so I imagine the smell is going to be more noticeable very soon! My bedroom and Eve’s bedroom are pretty lovely though.

Stimey May 12, 2014 at 11:50 pm

I totally get this. I feel very much the same way. I think I am still considered an autism blog although I very rarely write about that anymore, mostly because I no longer want to be the one in charge of shaping my kids’ online identities. I’ll still be here reading about soap though. 🙂

Marylin May 18, 2014 at 2:00 am

You realise it’s actually nearly 7 years since we both started blogging right?? SEVEN. 😛
I find I don’t really talk about Zack any more these days. I do occasionally (as he asks sometimes for me to take a photo for the blog), but it’s more to do with Max’s autism and, well, life in general!

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