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My first Blog



Let me just start by saying the length of this post depends on how much longer my baby will stay asleep šŸ˜…

Do people still blog? Is this still a thing? I’ve always wanted to write a blog but for one reason or another I’ve never gotten around to it until now. I think the main reason I’ve decided to start now is because of how different life is now I’m a mum. I spend most of my time at home with the baby and let’s be honest there isn’t a whole lot of interesting things to do at home with a 4 month old šŸ˜… Life kind of feels a bit like ground hog day at the moment, so it’s good to try new things to mix it up a bit šŸ™ƒ

I’ve always enjoyed writing in a journal and I guess blogging is kind of the same thing just for a bigger audience. It’s also a bit nerve wracking if people are going to read your journal you tend to edit your thoughts a lot more and try to sound a bit more eloquent (I’ve been hitting that backspace button more than I expected šŸ˜‚)

I’ve spent a LOT of time on social media over the years. I signed up to Facebook back in 2009 as an 18 year old. I remember my first thoughts of Facebook ā€œWhere are the backgrounds and music? MySpace is way cooler šŸ˜‚) Little did I know that a decade later I’d be checking on my Facebook multiple times a day, scrolling, stalking, posting and wasting hours of my life on that website.
Then there’s instagram which is a similar time waster just more about pictures and image than anything else. At least you can read ā€œarticlesā€ on Facebook and feel like you’re learning something šŸ˜‚ Instagram seems a lot more superficial with more ā€œselfiesā€ and ā€œfiltersā€.

 I guess a big reason I wanted to start a blog was to ā€œhave my sayā€ and be a bit more real online. I would say that’s the thing I dislike the most about social media. It doesn’t portray real life. Instagram in particular is full of ā€œInfluencersā€ or ā€œPublic Figuresā€ šŸ™„ with feeds full of perfectly staged photos.. Perfect bodies, perfect smiles and seemingly perfect lives. I can’t speak for anyone else but I know that for myself, spending too much time on social media makes me feel like rubbish. It makes me feel like I’m not good enough and my life isn’t good enough and those thoughts can be so damaging.

I like posting photos... currently everything I post is related to my son and I do apologise to those who are sick of seeing his photos šŸ˜… but he is literally my whole world at the moment. I post photos because I’m living away from most of my friends and family and it makes me happy to see their reactions.

But even when I post photos I don’t feel like I’m being real either! Social media is like a highlight reel. Mostly we only share the good bits. There are a few people who try to open up and share the bad parts of life too and unfortunately most situations I’ve seen aren’t well received. So it’s a bit of a catch 22 in my opinion. We only post the good stuff because no one wants to hear the bad stuff šŸ¤·ā€ā™€ļø

I want to be more real and honest because I don’t think there’s enough of that on social media and O think it’s important.

I’m going to end this post here because my baby needs me, but I would really love to know if anyone is reading this and if you’d like to hear more. If not then I guess this will be a one off and I’ll stick to journal writing šŸ˜‚

ā¤ļø Jade


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