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Brief Explanation for My Hiatus (Or Why I Abandoned the Internet)

When I decided to give my family and myself more energy and time, I converted from a full-time academic librarian to a part-time public librarian which gave me more time to have another baby, build shutters for the house, enter photo contests, watch PBS Kids shows, use crayons, visit new museums, eat healthy meals, go to medieval fairs, and rediscover my identity. I had far less time to write, go out to eat with friends, daydream about the glory of being a mom, shop alone, use the bathroom without a toddler around, or eat out of vending machines. It has been a crazy readjustment to life that I didn’t expect.

The other odd thing was that I started to love my work. Not just the work of being a mom, but also being a librarian. However, I’ll explain my new love of being a public librarian in a later post in order to remain true to the title of this post and keep this as brief as possible (unless being brief is an impossibility for me and I’m already not being brief by discussing being brief).

I didn’t merely abandon my blogs, but I even committed social media suicide and deleted my Facebook account. Some might think that extreme and others know that’s perfectly healthy. Besides quitting my full-time academic position, quitting Facebook was one of the most freeing experiences I’ve ever had in my life. I immediately felt 80 pounds lighter and far less like a social media zombie, or slave to checking status updates. Honestly, I really don’t care what my old high school chums had for dinner or why my coworkers’ political beliefs are the way that they are. And I seriously didn’t need to see more than half of the photos or posts that my pseudo-pals posted. Sometimes it’s better not to know. It also gives me far more time to read about things that I’m really interested in, such as breastfeeding in public. But that, too, is something I’ll leave for a future post.

If it weren’t for the newborn and toddler in my house who don’t like to sleep, I’d feel almost human. But then there is the writing, which I’ve missed dearly and which consistently makes me feel more human. And I have so much to say, but fewer people who take me seriously with spit up all over my suit. Looking back…I guess I really can’t be brief.


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Return from the Deep Dark Cave: Tale of a Full-time Working Mother

After obtaining a Master’s degree, I moved many hundreds of miles away to become a full-time working mother. At the time, my son was just 3 months old and my daughter was in middle school. I thought that I could be Supermom and do it all. I mean, throughout college I was winning awards, presenting at conferences, working more than 40 hours a week and taking 5 graduate courses some semesters. So, why couldn’t I have a baby, work full time, never sleep, guide a teenager, take another graduate class, chair several committees, participate in volunteer work, write a novel, breastfeed for at least 2 years, and manage to clean the house, exercise regularly, shop for dinner and eat healthy meals?!

Although I should have guessed that things wouldn’t be as easy with a baby, somehow time and hope make you forget how difficult it is.

After months of coming home too mentally and physically exhausted to do more than stare at things and mumble silly utterances — not only because my son decided he was NEVER going to sleep through the night — I decided that I was near crazy and many things needed to change immediately.

Well, “immediately” took about 1 year because I stubbornly grasped onto the naive thought that I could make it work. But after continuously feeling, as Bilbo wisely said, “…thin, sort of stretched, like butter scraped over too much bread”, I took a long vacation. It was only then that I fully realized what I had been missing: My family.

We didn’t really need the stuff that my income allowed us. And my children certainly didn’t need a mom so wrapped up with work and projects that she couldn’t spend more than an hour or two an evening with her loved ones. After attempting to be Supermom for nearly two years, I was burnt out and not much of a mom at all. So, I opted to make a few drastic decisions; I let go of my titles and projects, altered my career ambitions, and walked out of the deep, dark cave and into the sunlight. I’m working a part-time position, getting healthy again, making my family my first priority, and being a real Supermom in the way that works best for me and my family.


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