Excuses From a New Blogger

I had to laugh to myself today when I was sitting on the couch twiddling my thumbs I thought, hmmm, I should make a blog post. I pulled up my blog and saw that the one and only post I'd published was from almost a year ago. Well today makes post number two! Since this is the real beginning of my blog I have a sort of explanation to make for why I've decided to become a blogger. I'm a stay at home mom "well, mom to be, the bun is still currently cooking" and I find myself constantly needing a place to throw my thoughts. I've refrained from putting my emotional vomit on Facebook because to me, Facebook is an easy place to look at everyone's gossip. And if you want a raise of hands from those who do it, mine would be among them, so I'm not criticizing, just stating the fact that those that can offer advice, and those that will actually care about my not so exciting life, will prove themselves by venturing to my blog. My second explanation, I'm not actually looking for people to read my blog, this is more of a way for me to express myself, and spare my poor husband who gets the brunt of my spouting off when I haven't had relevant time to discuss it with someone else. Explanation three, I find life ridiculously enjoyable, so why shouldn't I share? I constantly find myself laughing at the little everyday ironies, crying at the everyday monotonies, and occasionally screaming at the many everyday frustrations (like there being an endless supply of dirty dishes to wash). I am a 19 year old woman (some might argue I'm still a girl, but my marital status, and ever growing baby bump give me license to say otherwise), who is on a journey to become a happy and unavoidably disastrous wife, mother, and friend. My road so far has had it's fair share of bumps and disappointments, I often find myself getting caught up in the rainstorms of life, only to find that I missed the rainbows along the way. 90% of the time, I have no clue what I'm doing, but I find that somehow I keep living and learning. That's all I can ask for. As Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin said in a talk not to many years ago, "Come What May and Love It", and so I would like to learn to do.