So, this something I never thought I would say...I'm a blogger. The idea came to me while my husband was travelling for work earlier this month. I am a full time mother/slave of 2 boys (thanks for that Sarah - good one) and I was tired of being tired and a little restless after the boys were in bed, the dishes were done and the toys were put away. There's crap on TV (except I do watch the Bachelor as my guilty pleasure - Michelle's totally crazy) I have a running commentary in my head at all times as I'm sure many people do plus I have always loved writing and am hoping that doing this will ignite the passion I had again.
As I'm writing this my 1 year old is babbling, crying, screaming, then babbling maniacally once again when he's SUPPOSED to be napping but has yet to rest his sweet blue eyes. How cute and annoying all at the same time. But I will continue to blog as I believe sleep will descend upon him very soon....sleep Gods do you here me???!!!
Here we go....the reason I named my blog the Dawning of January is for a few reasons and it's also of-course a play on words derived from my name. And yes, my birthday is in January but I digress. First of all I'm starting my blog in January which can be a very dreary month and what with having two little ones and it being winter and all, the days can be long and sometimes a little bit tortuous....for those that don't have children imagine cooping up a small animal in an even smaller box and eventually it will either climb or start bouncing off the walls (well, I scientifically don't really KNOW that but you get the picture) in my case, my not quite 3 year old does both. However come everyday in January there is a Dawn (as there is in every day of EVERY month HOWEVER please bear with me) the dawn brings with it a new day, new adventures, new memories to cherish...if you want to think positively about life which I choose to. So that is how it came about. And, reading back on this I'm not even sure it makes any sense but this is my blog so I'm sure only 2 people are reading it anyway and they happen to be my Mum and my husband...although I'm not even sure about the latter. You see, when I told him (that would be my husband, John) that I was starting a blog he looked at me with a glint of something or some things in his eyes. Was it humour? Was it doubt? Perhaps a bit of fear because I might blog something not so savoury about him? Maybe all 3? Honey, don't worry, I won't blog anything that you wouldn't approve of....but you won't know unless you read it right?