New beginnings

(SOMEWHERE) – I have blogged before, at length, about my take on everything and nothing all at once. I have hundreds of thousands of words to my credit. Words that I am proud of... words that I have no reservations about claiming as my own.

My first blog, Confessions of a Blogophobe, came to me as both an exercise in creativity and an expense justification. I wanted a laptop; a blog gave me a reason to need one. (Side note—the same could be happening again. I want an iPad; could a new blog give me reason to need one? Input please.)

I posted at Confessions for nearly four years. When I started, I was father to barely a toddler and a practically newborn daughter. Now, I am still a father, but to two darling school-age little girls and a small tank of a toddler little boy.

My life has changed tremendously since I staked my first place in the blogosphere, enough to see me slowly suck the life out of Confessions of a Blogophobe by barely ever being there.

That does wonders for readership.

The truth is that C-o-a-B, as I came to call it, outlived its original purpose—to act as my creative writing outlet, a place to improve my hold on the written word, an avenue to make me better at what I enjoy doing.

It lacked focus. It stopped being fun.

But now I am ready to try again, under a different banner, with a new pen name and renewed raison d’être.

First and foremost in life, I am a father. And as a father, I have many observations about what it means to raise children.

The challenges. The frustrations. The fun and the frivolity of it all.

Alongside Mrs. Family Man Muser (still hot, for those of you who know her as Hot Wife from Confessions of a Blogophobe), I am steering the good ship Family, co-captain of this tight little crew.

Life as we know has its fill of ups and downs. It is topsy-turvy, with enough accidents and adventures to pepper these pages with periodic posts.

Our shenanigans will be yours to read about. Our highs and lows yours too.

Feel our pulse. Share the heartbeats of our growing family (growing, as in growing up, not growing, as in adding more little people).

Thanks for reading me. I will be here regularly.

Signed,

The Family Man Muser