So lately I’ve been reading about how many “bloggers” (I haven’t quite embraced that this is actually what people do for a living yet, but I’m warming up to the idea) keep tabs on what they want to blog about. I mean, most bloggers are women and we have how many words a day? About triple the amount of a man I think…and for lack of consistent sleep the number slips my mind right now. At one point in my life (probably when I was at the dating stage of life) I was interested in all of those facts and figures about the differences between men and women. Now, I live them daily and just let them slide…well most of them.<\/p>\n
Anyway. I read that one woman keeps a small notebook with her. Well, I used to do that. But now my diaper bag is full of things like snack, diapers for two, wipes…again for two, extra clothes (one is potty training, the other a newborn-need I say more?), toys, maybe a wallet and maybe, just maybe some chopstick. I’d be lucky if I find a pen in there. That being said, there is no room for a “small” notebook. But I do always manage to have my phone. Oh what would I do without my iPhone? I record everything in it! I haven’t found an app yet though that I can use to record when something happens with one of my kids-like Lil’ E smiles for the first time, Lil’ A doesn’t have an accident all day \ud83d\ude42 or she says a new word. So if you have one you like, leave me a comment and let me know! But I love the notebook feature in the iPhone. They sync to my Inbox in my e-mail and I can always delete or change things from laptop or phone. At one point I had almost 50 different notes. I really think that was over doing it!<\/p>\n
So I’ve started to keep track of every little thing that I’d like to blog about. It’s really nice to be able to have something to jog my memory. I think of most of my new projects or ideas in the middle of the night when it’s quiet or during nap time, when I sometimes try to nap (Although I think the nap when the baby naps season is over now that Lil’ E is sleeping from 11pm-5:30am. I at least get some consecutive hours of sleep. As long as I get between 4-5 hours consecutively, I feel like I can function!)<\/p>\n
The thing is my brain doesn’t work like it used to. Actually I think it is more that I have so many things to think about. When I was a student teacher many years ago, the school I was at was doing something called “Brain Gym”. I’d heard of working your brain before. You know memorizing random facts, etc. But I’d never done it. I participated in an exercise and I actually still remember a few of the facts that I memorized that day. I do think that with all the technology out there, we tend to not read as much the old fashioned way and I think there is something to be said about reading a book made of paper. (Side note, I just typed the word ‘baby’ about 3 times and then realized the word I was suppose to write was “Paper”…oh man!) I really think it has to do with staring at a small screen on a phone or looking at a glowing laptop screen.<\/p>\n
Anyway…I find it interesting how my brother can remember everything…then I realize kids change everything. He doesn’t have any kiddos yet (Geee-hurry up;) and looks at mine and how it’s changed my life and tells me “he’ll wait” lol!<\/p>\n
This being said. My goal is to read more and write with a pen more often. Although I love how helpful my iPhone is, I miss the slowness of life (at times) that paper and pencil brings.<\/p>\n
Going to find a pencil…<\/p>\n
Krystle<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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