Aand we made it back

It's almost 3am of August 7, my husband's birthday. I meant to sleep early because two of my kids will be going to school and it's going to be a busy morning, but alas, the feeling could not come any sooner. So here I am, back to the place I swore I'd come back to weeks, months, perhaps even years ago - the blogosphere. I have been thinking of writing again - like more consistently and something of mere substance. It's funny how proudly I call myself a writer when I have not written anything that can be considered substantial (aside from stuff on my notes app) since I quit my job as an editor of a parenting website - yes, we did that dream. It was fun while it lasted. Because like I always say, writing is my first love, but motherhood gave me my voice. Although I kind of ventured into something else in my career the past year. Anyhow, I do not know where to begin. It's like we're living in a new world now yet the old charm's still there. So many things to unpack - it has been five years. I used to talk about diapers and the exhaustion of raising small kids - now I've unlocked another level - big kids and high school. So yeah, this should be funnnnn. We all have been through so much as parents the past half a decade Things I never thought I'd encounter five years ago - Tiktok, AI, screen time (was that already a thing pre-pandemic? I'm not sure) are now part of what I navigate on a daily basis. So I figured I'd ease myself back in by sharing some snippets of stuff I wrote for my kids the past years. And then figure out where I want to go from there. To be honest, this is scary. Especially since I do not know how safe this space is anymore. Just like my kids, the internet has grown and has become sneakier with a mind of its own. So tread lightly, dear writer. But as it has been for the past five years, us parents, and our amazing village who love our children, we're in this thing together. Til the next one - not til another five years, I hope.