Blogging in the Dark

Blogging in the Dark: How I Got Started Blogging

For me, getting started blogging was a long, dark, dark path. Nothing traumatic happened. Read on and find out why I was (and often still am) literally in the dark.

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Before Little A was born, I had ideas about what my life would look like after she arrived. Big, delusional ideas!

I’d be back at the gym within a couple of months of having her.

I’d still find time to knit every day. (Hello to the painful reality of Mommy Thumb! In both hands!)

I’d still read voraciously. (Do the Good Dog, Carl books count?)

And I’d start a peppy little mommy blog geared toward older, first-time moms.


Then Little A arrived. The Husband claims I didn’t sleep for more than 45 minutes at a time for the first two weeks. I have no idea how accurate that it because I was too sleep-deprived to form any lasting memories of those early days.

I sure didn’t bounce back to the gym, knit, read, or start that mommy blog because–as parents know–caring for an infant is a 24/7 job, a fact I apparently couldn’t comprehend until I lived it.

When Little A was about 11 months old, I decided to get serious about the blog. I needed some way to be creative and, hopefully, earn some money. I had been teaching English composition online for several years and hated it. Hated it.

But I discovered something when I gave up that job.

It turns out that I also hate not having an income.

Blogging seemed like the way to go. There’s always room for one more voice in the blogosphere. And there are always readers looking for that blogger who speaks to them in a voice they want to hear and a style they want to read.

So all I had to do was get started.

That’s all.


What was standing in my way other than a toddler who doesn’t nap and who goes nuts when I fire up my laptop?

And did I mention that we co-sleep? I’m not here to promote co-sleeping; I’ll just say that it has worked very well for us.

Except for one thing.

I’m pretty much a hostage in my own bed until Little A wakes up. If I get up and try to do anything, then Little Miss Sassy wakes up way before she should.

Here’s where a lot of my blogging happens.

So there I was sitting in the dark desperate to start my blog but doing nothing more than desperately pinning posts about blogging in Pinterest.

And as I discovered many years ago when I first tried writing a thesis for my M.A., research ain’t writing.

In other words, I could pin a thousand articles on blogging, but that didn’t mean I had written a single word.

Instead of turning on the laptop with the terrible risk of waking Little A, I got out my smart phone, opened Evernote, and created a notebook called Blogging.

And I started working and working on content.

I was blogging in the dark.

I’ll spare you the details of how I finally found my niche, but let’s just say I spent several months grinding through ideas and drafts of posts that will never see the light of day.

I also dithered and dithered about the technical details when the truth is that you don’t need to know much to get started.

And I fretted about my weak (nonexistent?) design skills. I’m still fretting about that, but I’ll get it together eventually.

But finally after months of writing, dithering, and fretting — all in the dark! — I finally launched AmityMom.

It took me a while to accept that doing all this work on a phone and in a darkened room was feasible.

Was it a pain?

Yeah, bit of a pain.

But was it a real obstacle?

Nope, not unless I allowed it to become one.

These days, when Little A is at preschool, I get to use my laptop and have a cup of coffee…at the same time!

What about you? What obstacles, both real and imagined, did you overcome to begin blogging? What advice do you have for bloggers struggling to start?

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