It is with no small amount of reluctance that I say goodbye to Good Googs. My home for the last four years. My babies grew up there. I grew up there. And so it is with some degree of excitement and some degree of terror that I venture forward. Naked. Babies make excellent buffers. When in doubt, look at the baby. Because CUTE.
I am not a mummy blog anymore, and the truth is I haven’t been for awhile now. So I might as well say it out loud. I remember years ago, someone much wiser than me told me that my mummy blog days were numbered but you kind of had to start there, because it was the beginning. I remember being kind of offended. But I get it now. That was the beginning. But it doesn’t last forever. Maybe it would have gone on longer if I’d wanted to have more children. But it is coming to a natural end point and I’m alright with that.
One night, when I was mid depressive episode and pre-medication, I took my camera down to the lake. I was lying on my stomach in the grass and too teary to really know what I was taking photos of. But I had that moment. A single, teensy glimmer of clarity in amongst the hateful pit of depression. This is who you are. This will save you. And among other things, it did.
It gives me great comfort that no matter what surrounds this blog, and no matter what form it comes in, it is a constant for me. A permanent home. A sanctuary. My blog is a mountain. And it never moves.
Welcome to my mountain.