My life has been pretty full lately. A little too full. But in case you were wondering what I looked forward to most in the course of my work week (aside from the moment when the lights go out and my head hits the pillow), I thought I’d share with you one of my latest projects.
LoveMom is a new mommyblog on YourTango, a web magazine featuring content and love and relationships, and the place where I work as Assistant Editor three days a week. Last month, our VP of Content and Branded Media asked me to launch and manage a mom blog on the site. She wanted it up by Mother’s Day. I launched a week in advance, and learned a lot in the process: how to go about choosing a brand name, designing a logo, hiring writers and setting up a production schedule/editorial calendar, reaching out to other sites regarding content partnerships, etc. At the moment, I’m figuring out how to set my monthly traffic goals for the rest of the year. You know. Stuff I never really worried about so much here at Freelancedom.
All of this is a ton of fun (and makes me feel quite powerful), but my favorite part of this whole endeavor is the fact that I’m blogging for LoveMom, too, about my efforts to get pregnant. Last week, I blogged about whether or not there was actually a perfect time to get pregnant. This coming week, I’ll be blogging about my sex life. (Doesn’t it always come back to that?) Or maybe my issues with depression. We’ll see. All in good time.
I’m also feeling sort of proud of myself for getting such fabulous content from a number of other writers. Here are my favorite pieces so far:
- 3 Zen Ways To Keep Connected After Having Kids
- When It Comes To Parenting, Does One Size Fit All?
- How To Be A Mother, A Wife–And Yourself
- How To Fight In Front Of Your Children
And here’s an excerpt of my piece:
I tossed my last pack of birth control pills into the garbage and carefully lined up bottles of prenatal vitamins and folic acid pills. “So, are we officially trying now?” my husband Michael asked.
“Not yet,” I said, even though I was itching to get started. But…
Public knowledge indicates that there is never a perfect time to get pregnant. There will always be bills. Lack of space. Job instability. Michael and I figured that we could at least plan for nearly perfect. So, for the past three years, we held off. We waited for our careers to take off and become more lucrative. We waited to feel more secure in our marriage (my chronic depression and PMDD used to have me trying to divorce the poor man almost monthly). We waited to build up some more savings, so that we could upgrade from our one-bedroom condo to a three-bedroom house.
You can read more here.