That's true.
Like just about everyone out there, I've got a lot going on. There's the kid, the house to attend to, volunteer work (that's near & dear to me), studying for some career- and life-advancing designations, freelance work (that thing that makes actual money), and this site. That's the short list, anyway.
I'm not trying to compete with anyone here, so lets not go getting all "oh you only have that much to do? 'cause I have SOOOO much more." Because really, that's you, and this is me. And we're talking about my life-load here, not yours. Kudos (honestly!) if you can do it better than I can.
This is the part where I'm going to ramble a bit, but bear with me...
Now, on that little list I gave, certain things have to give way so that others can get done. For instance, I have vacuumed the upstairs of our house THREE weeks IN A ROW! (Ok, so it was just our bedroom, most of the hallway, and the bathroom...but that's like 2/3 of the upstairs!) That's an accomplishment here, because A) usually you can't see the floor to push a vacuum over it, and B) housework? I am unfamiliar with this term.
So, the housework usually slides. Unless we have company coming (which happens about four times a year, due to the perpetual "this mess is so bad we can't even have people over"-ness of our house, and the fact that it literally takes at least a 12-hour day of cleaning to get this place to a minimum standard of visit-abilty). Frankly, I'm ok with that. Life's too short to screw around cleaning. Once we can afford it, I will most happily pay someone to do that shit for me. Until then? The hubs and I make due and get done what we can. We've only had one catastrophic dust bunny accident that involved loss of life...
Some people think it's nasty (hi, mom!) - and it kind of is! Would I like my house to be cleaner? Sure, of course!! Am I going to be the driving force behind that change? Oh, HELL no!
So. I don't really clean, and that frees up time for the other stuff that I do. Mostly, my hours are spent with The Kid. As she gets older, she demands more present-interaction. As in, I need to be fully present and pay attention as we interact, otherwise iPhone apps disappear, the Cabbage Patch has a near miss with taking a ride in our toilet, and I find crayon in lots of places that I'd really rather not find it (because we all know the odds aren't good that it's ever going to be cleaned up!).
Oh yeah, and I quit my job (the one that, at the time, was more than half of our income...*cough-sputter-gag*), so that I could do this. Be here, be present, be present and be her mom. So that someone else isn't keeping the crayon off of the bongo drums and reading to her all day long, as she likes it. This was our plan, this is what we've sacrificed things for. Like my big, cushy Tribeca. I love my car, and it's going away, so that I can stay here. Someday, I'll drive a big, cushy SUV again, but for now, we'll share one crappy car and just deal with it, so that I can be mom. That job is #1, it's the king of the mountain of all the other stuff I do.
That's not to say that there aren't days when she watches too much TV while I have to get other things done. I'm all about the no TV for kids under 2 deal; I support it 100%. But somewhere around 10 or 11 months, she started being allowed to watch a bit of TV here or there, when I needed her to be distracted. She'd only watch for about 3 minutes at a time, which was fine by me. Now, I can put on Curious George (god bless that squirrelly little monkey) in the morning and get a solid 20 to 30 minutes of "me time" out of it. Do I like that she's watching TV? Nope. Would I like to sit here and tell you that I entertain her otherwise 100% of the time and that she doesn't even know who Elmo is? Yep, but that's just not how it is. Again...I'm ok with it.
(I told you this was going to ramble...)
Then there's the other stuff. Before I took on the volunteer work, the studying, and the freelance work, it was just me and The Kid. In the beginning, days were long stretches of a twilight-zone-ish world where I cared for this little person, but one who never spoke a word to me or interacted all that damn much. It was pretty strange (newborn care is odd to me, it might not be to you). So, I started a website. I really like talking about the products that I find and like, so it was natural that I ended up moving my blog in the direction of a product review site.
That site provided my adult interaction. The internet was my little window to the real world, the adult world. Where I once had coworkers to go BS with, I now spent time writing and meeting new and interesting people, some of whom I've developed real-life, deep friendships with. In short, my little website was one of the cornerstones of my sanity back then.
Time has passed, though, and the babychild actually requires more time, energy, and attention than she did back then. It was easy to get things done when she didn't speak, was stationary, and slept 2/3 of the day! But now, things like writing and, um, showering, are much harder to accomplish. I still get my adult conversation fix from Twitter and Facebook and the like, but it's usually from my iPhone, while I'm playing with The Kid. Not exactly optimal writing conditions.
So, I haven't accepted anything new for review in about 3, going on 4 months. I'm still knee-deep in a pile of stuff, some things many months old, that needs to be reviewed here. The reviews, each and every single one of them, will come. Let me repeat that: if I have it for a review and I haven't contacted you to let you know that I think it's crappy and I'm not going to write about it, then I'm going to write about it. I just can't guarantee when.
As much as I'd like to have this site be run professionally and be on top of my A-game with it 100% of the time (much like I used to), this isn't the top of my priority list. It just isn't, and it's not going to be.
I'm studying for some breastfeeding-related designations that are going to have a big impact on my life and our family. There's also some volunteer work that is part & parcel with that pursuit. I'm doing it on a very aggressive timetable, because that's just how I roll. I'm pushing to have those done, so that I can A) help moms and babies, B) contribute more to the breastfeeding community through various outlets, and C) begin contributing to the family cash-flow once again. While we're making one income work for the time being, I can't wait for the day that we're not so cash-strapped all the time. Doing this, advances that. That makes studying second only to billable hours and spending time being The Mom.
I do bring in some cash via freelance work. It's not a lot and it's certainly not regular, and frankly, it takes a lot more hours than I will ever be able to bill for. However, it does entail billing, which brings in money. And, like I said...that helps. So, that's another thing, that, like it or not, needs to be prioritized above this site.
So, there's The Kid, and the studying, and the other stuff. Of course, add in things like cooking (if it can be called that...I am no chef!) and spending time (usually in passing) with The Husband, and there's not a lot of time leftover. There are little cherries on top of the busy, like the holidays and the fact that since Christmas, I've been healthy for a whopping 3 weeks, off and on. The germs that seem to be lingering in this house have put a damper on just about everything! Spring, are you listening? Come soon!
So, the bottom line is that there's not a lot of time leftover for this site anymore. There used to be time for it, and in its heyday, it was awesome! And, like I said, every single product I agreed to review will eventually get posted. However, this site is the bottom rung of the food chain. Like most bloggers, I'm not making much money from this site. I'm pretty sure the hourly rate is still in the red, even when I am making a few bucks. I put together this big, awesome event, and because I haven't had the time to devote to executing that, it's strung out for months. I hate that! It makes my stomach turn. But, family comes first. And when I'm reviewing things that aren't part of a series or event? That's basically me working for free to promote stuff for the companies I work with. The reviews will post, giveaway winners will be posted, but it's not going to be snappy like it used to be. There are a lot of bloggers out there doing a much better job of running a tight bloggy-ship than I currently am. I hate that, too, but there's only so much of me to go around.
So, in light of that, I've enlisted help. I'm still relaunching this site (another thing to find time to work on), and because I really do love my site and want it to continue. I've got one ace in my pocket that will be exciting to reveal when the new site launches. I've also enlisted the help of a very good friend to work on reviews (and she has boys, so her posts can fill out where I leave off with all the girly stuff!). I may have one or two other tricks up my sleve for working this out, too, I'm still waiting to see how those play out. MMH will continue, and it will be even better! I'll get to blog more posts like this (ramble-y, personal goodness for you to savor, lol), in addition to the reviews. With at least three of us contributing, if not more, there will be regular content again (hallelujah!) with the bonus of more perspectives and diverse thoughts being included.
The future? It's all good, it's just going to take some work and some time. Lots of time! But, it'll get there. To those I've worked with who are still waiting, your day will come! And a most heartfelt thank you for bearing with me as I transition from mom to blogger to student to mom-blogger-student-wife-etc. All the posts from this site will move to the new one, too, so don't worry about anything being left out due to the move (that is, unless I can't figure out how to make that happen, in which a case, I'll have to get someone to help. That's the goal, though.)
Hopefully, this post will clear the air a bit and alleviate the heartburn that creeps up every time I think of this site. I want it to be awesome, and it will, it's just got to endure some growing pains in the meantime.























