Every time I lose a follower, I stress out a little bit. It happens when I go too long between posts, or I don't post about sewing often enough. I want to be liked. I want my blog to be a success. I look at other blogs, ones that were little when I first started, and see them with hundreds or thousands of followers and get a little stressed. I see their fancy layouts, their gorgeous pictures, their travel to blog conferences, and I get a little stressed.
But, I've decided not to let it bother me. I don't have time in my life to be a big blogger. I don't have family nearby to watch my kids, a maid to do my housework, a co-blogger to share the workload of blogging with, and I have things I'd rather do with my free time than sell ads or edit my html.
My kids are at a critical age. What they learn and do now will make a huge difference in what kind of teenagers they'll be, what kind of men they'll be. My kids are at a point in their lives where they need a Mom who listens to them and helps them with dioramas more than they need a Mom who is locked in the sewing room/computer room all day trying to have a good blog.
Why am I writing about this? Because I'm going to let go of the guilt and the pressure. I don't want to feel guilty that I didn't get a post written or have time to make a dress because I chose to go on a bike ride with my son.
Probably, not much on this blog will change. I'm just going to stop feeling pressured or guilty if I don't have time to blog. If I only get a post or two written in a month, I'm just going to let it go. If I lose followers because I'm not posting often enough, so be it. I would much rather that I have good kids who turn out right than have lots of followers and comments. (Though wouldn't it be nice to have both. :) )
I'm going to share and be proud of the projects that I do and I'm not going to force myself to create a project JUST so I have content for the blog (I already said that I hate
craftiness for craftiness' sake anyway). I'm striving for balance, and if the scales are going to be tipped too far one way, I'd rather it be toward my family.