Slow Season | Whitney Beth Photography
 

I feel like having a little heart to heart. This slow season is kicking my butt. Which is a funny thing to say since all fall and winter I've been waiting for January for things to slow down so can catch my breath and work on personal projects. But just like the rest of last year and the start of this year, things don't always play out the way we envision or want them too. Here's the thing, I am tired. like all the time. (If you don't know, I'm about 15 1/2 weeks pregnant and this baby is way different than my other babies.) I usually have all this energy and drive to plow through my to-do lists, cook dinner (most) every night, and try keep my house clean. But this go around, nada. My mom thinks that maybe it's a sign I'm having a girl, but I think that more likely it's because I've never been as old as I am now, pregnant, with a four year old and almost 2 year old, while trying to run a business, keep house, and find time for fun home improvement projects.

I've found myself lowering my standards, and some days it's all about survival mode. (hello clingy 18 month old who won't let me work when he's awake and is trying to give up naps.) I try and pump out blog posts 3 times a week, and this month of January hasn't seen this scarce of blog posts than when I first started blogging consistently. It's taken me a lot to come to terms with it, but it's ok. There are no rules. I am the boss. All the deadlines I set for myself are simply that; for myself. January will just be extra slow for me. My Pinterest views and monthly website views have dropped, but I'll keep plugging away. Because, hey, if this little biz of mine can make it through 2020, I can get through January! 

So all this to say; thanks for baring with me and hanging in there. When I was little I always wanted to be a writer (among other things) and in a roundabout way my small photo business is giving me the chance to do all the things. Thanks for reading, thanks for being here. It's therapy to me to get my thoughts out of my head, and who knows, maybe someone else is barely treading water too and needs that solidarity. I got you. We can do it!