3 years, 8 months.
I sort of feel like an actor who had a steady gig on a popular sitcom that ended.
This is my time to regroup and figure out who I am apart from the magazine I wrote for the past 3 years.
Keep in mind, you are currently 3 years, 8 months old.
That means for the majority of your life, at least two hours of each day of mine was consumed with me keeping the blog up.
I did 25 posts a month; over 1,000 different posts during those 3 years. That’s a lot of hours!
Now that I’m choosing to only do around 3 posts per week, half of what I’m used to, I find myself with more free time on my hands and less stress.
I really paid my dues as a daddy blogger and now I get to be on cruise control. It’s nice to sort of sit back and just watch you be a kid; not feeling that I have to constantly be writing a story about what I see in front of me.
I no longer am preoccupied when I come home, thinking about needing to check my email to see what my editors had to say or how the blog did that day.
Nor do I have to always be writing; sacrificing sleep and quality time with you and Mommy.
Just now, I finished Rocky on Netflix. I have time to watch movies now! That concept is very awesome to me.
I have more undivided time for both you and Mommy. I am liking life a lot more now.
It sounds weird, but I’m realizing that I am laughing out loud and smiling more now. I’m a happier person.
So much stress is off my shoulders and my brain. I feel like I’m getting my life back. And by “my life,” that always means you and Mommy.