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See what I did there?
I gave credit where it was due...
This hasn't always been my motto.
But after I entered the blogging world, I've adopted this idea.
Today it's the only thing I can do.
Write about my heavy heart.
Write about my crazy notions.
Write about what's bothering me most.
If you follow me on Twitter and Facebook then you may already know.
Last night, I discovered my content on another blog.
My name wasn't mentioned.
Now, this may sound crazy, but I know what I read.
I know because I wrote it from my heart.
From my soul.
It's about my life.
Sure names had been changed.
Experiences had been manipulated to fit that bloggers life.
But the stories, the incidents...
Well I had read them before.
I know what you are thinking.
Get a grip, lady.
You're not the only mother in the world.
I'm not here to proclaim that I wrote the book on motherhood.
I'm not here to proclaim that I know all there is to know about being a mother of two.
But I will proclaim that this brand of motherhood is MY OWN.
That I'm writing this story, because it's MY OWN.
I'm sure there are a million posts about motherhood.
A million more about mothering more that one child.
Millions of bloggers like us who are writing and blogging our way through motherhood.
And while our experiences may be similar, they would never produce the same result.
As my friend Zoe would say, this is my motherhood.
And every motherhood is different.
So, when I invite you into mine it's to share experiences.
Share being the operative word.
When I started blogging it was to write.
Not about followers.
Not about popularity.
Not about numbers.
It was and is about my writing.
My writing is the great love affair of my life.
My writing is what makes my world go round.
My writing is my heart.
So when I see that it's been "used", "regurgitated", or resembles a 7th grade book report...
Yeah, I'm going to be a little defensive and a lot angry.
My writing is what separates me from others.
It's what makes this blog mine.
So today I'm writing my story with a heavy heart.
But I'm also writing it with new resolve.
To take a road less traveled in my life.
The high road.
To take this situation for what it's worth.
And with the promise of always quoting my inspiration.
To always cite my sources.
And the promise to never make someone feel like their heart and soul
has been copy and pasted.
On the bright side, she got a lot of good comments.
Of course she did.
I wrote it.