The urge to blog is a funny thing. Why do we do it? When we do, why do we take ourselves so seriously? Why do I feel such a need to be witty and interesting in my first one? Why have I not told anyone I know that I even have a blog?
I'm blogging because I want to clarify my thoughts. I'm blogging because I want a witness to my life, I guess. I'm proud of my small victories and I'm excited about my plans, and I want people to share that. Maybe it's just that basic human desire to be known. Odd in such a social person, since so many people know me already.
Anyway, here I am. I am happily married. I am 13 weeks pregnant. I am working to establish habits that promote health in my body and peace in my home. I am working on establishing spiritual disciplines. I am working with my husband on paying off all of our debt (now just student loans) and getting a house. I have heartburn. These things sort of comprise my life right now. They're what I think about most of the time. I have no idea whether they matter to anyone else, but here it is. My flag in the ground of the blogging world. Evidence of my existence, a record of my progress, a reasonable outline for my thoughts.
Enjoy.
