Ok. I guess it's official.  I have a blog!

Off and on for awhile now, I've been thinking about starting a blog.  Then out of the blue about a month ago, Dave suggests that I start a blog. I instantly say, "no, I don't have time", "I don't know how" and the endless list of reasons not to blog come out. But the bug was planted.

This morning, Dave takes the two bigger boys out to give me a morning to myself, with the baby at home of course. I knew exactly what I would do: NAP.  I almost never nap, either I don't have the time or the opportunity but I knew, today was the day!  That's all I was thinking about while playing with Michael. I was laying on the floor with him on my tummy, we're enjoying a "fun baby moment" together. Then, he throws up all over me, my shirt, my neck, my hair, the rug underneath.  I knew it was yet another, "fun baby moment". I put him in the megasaucer and take a shower. Off he goes to bed, I excitedly get in bed myself....

And of course I can't sleep.  I say, "of course" not in a negative, bitter way but in a "how ironic" way.  Laying there, my mind drifts to what else I could do. After thinking through the many posts that I would post running through my head, it then occurs to me, today is the day!  I go to the computer, turn the coffee pot back on, and sit down.  I get on a few friends' blogs to figure out how to make my own, thinking through my first post and then it happens.  I have to think of a name!! Ah!! Right off the bat too, which makes sense, but I kind of wanted to write out 10 posts before having to come up with a name!

I don't do this well.  I have lots of words, but not always creative words.  That's Dave's department. And he's not home.

Sadly "The Daniel Family" was taken, that would have been too easy. A long time ago, I told Dave that if I were to ever blog, I could call it "Maternal Content" based on another "fun baby moment" that I will spare you the details of now. He didn't like it.  But, now that I am sitting down to start, I didn't want it either.

How do you come up with a creative name?  Lots of my friends blog and have fun names.  Cute names. Creative names. I don't want my identity to be completely about being a mom, though it's a large part of it.  Nothing about living in Asia because I want to be able to keep blogging when we move back to America. I didn't want to put something along the lines of how many people are in our family, just in case anyone else gets added in the future (no, this is not an announcement!)  I needed something that says something about me but doesn't lock me in to anything that might change.

"Words form an Extrovert" is what I decided on. Hopefully the name will only grow on me and not the reverse.  In His Sovereign loving grace, I happen to be an extremely extroverted extrovert who happens to live in a place where there aren't many Americans in my neighborhood.  And in the past, for a few years, I was with mostly introverts or what I would call, "barely extroverts".  Or extroverts that are guys. One tipping point that helped me choose to blog was thinking about this and knowing that, as a mom of 3 very small boys, living on the 5th floor in an apartment with no elevator, in the suburbs of the suburbs of a large city, in a foreign country, I have a lot of words. Words that are waiting for other adults to share them with, not so much 4 year old boys who call themselves adults, but other REAL adults.  Real adults who can feed themselves and take themselves to the bathroom.  I knew blogging would be one way to get my words out and alleviate the pain of poor unsuspecting introverts who happen to walk by my way.

Here we are.  I'm not the most eloquent.  My backgrounds might not be the best.  And even after posting this, I might want to re-type and re-post, attempt to be funny or creative later. (It's always funnier in your head.)  But for now, here is where I'll leave it.

My first post. I have officially entered the blogging world.  Yet another check mark on the list of things I said I'll never do!