Where Have I Been & Where I’m at With Blogging Now

Hi.

I am still alive. 

Yeah, it's been almost a year since my last blog post. Truthfully, I don't know where I was going with that post. I think I just needed to write. Sometimes words pile up in your chest and the only thing you can do is let them out.

Looking back, though, that blog post turned out pretty okay. I still revisit the comments from time to time, and every kind word, every bit of encouragement, stayed with me more than you probably realize. If you left a comment on that post, thank you. Truly.

I wasn't really crawling out of my blogging cave when I just casually disappeared for ten months again after that LOL. 

It wasn't planned. Life simply had other ideas.

To say the past ten months have been hectic would honestly be an understatement.

And to those of you who still swing by this little blog every now and then to see if I've finally posted something new... thank you. Honestly, I don't know what to say. The fact that you're still here is honestly a little shocking, but also incredibly sweet. I feel like I owe both this blog–and you–an explanation for where I went while I continued existing mostly through Instagram stories and Twitter (yes, I still call it Twitter and nobody can stop me). 

So here goes nothing.

If we're mutuals on my socials, this won't be news to you at all. You've probably seen me talk about it here and there.

But if we're not, well...

I had a baby.

Yep.

That probably explains a lot of things, doesn't it?

All the sickness. All the times I kept saying I felt off. The general “something is definitely going on but I'm not quite ready to talk about it yet” energy I seemed to have throughout early 2025.

I am now a mom to a 9-month-old baby girl.

Even typing that feels surreal.

I've kept most of this journey fairly private online, but it's been the biggest change my life has ever experienced. Beautiful, exhausting, overwhelming, joyful, and somehow all of those things at once.

She's growing happily as I write this, and if you ask me what my biggest goal for 2026 is, it's simply this: to raise this tiny little human alongside my significant other and do the best we can.

My days revolve around her now.

My nights too.

My mornings definitely do.

Sometimes it's overwhelming. Sometimes I wonder if I'm doing enough. Sometimes I stare at her sleeping face and wonder where the time went because she was just a tiny newborn five minutes ago.

Everyone tells you how fast it goes, and I used to smile politely when people said that.

Now I get it.

The funny thing is, while this blog was quiet, my life absolutely wasn't.

Becoming a parent has been one of the hardest adjustments I've ever made. Nobody can fully prepare you for the constant loop of questions running through your head.

Am I doing a good job?

Did she eat enough?

Is she sleeping enough?

Why is she suddenly making that sound?

Should I be worried about that sound?

Why is she awake?

Why am I awake?

It's basically a full-time job with no clock-out time and a very cute manager who pays me in smiles and sleep deprivation.

Somewhere between pregnancy, sleepless nights, feedings, laundry, and trying to figure out motherhood one day at a time, blogging quietly slipped into the background.

The blog that used to be my baby suddenly had to share space with an actual baby. A very cute one, admittedly.

And for a while, I genuinely didn't know if I could keep doing both.

Throughout my pregnancy and even after giving birth, I couldn't bring myself to write. Every time I opened a blank draft, nothing came out. I felt disconnected from it.

There were moments when I wondered if maybe this chapter was over.

Maybe I should quit. Maybe I didn't have time for blogging anymore. Maybe life had changed too much.

Days became weeks. Weeks became months.

And somehow ten months passed.

But even during all that uncertainty, there were little things that kept pulling me back here.

First off, this is my space.

I've spent years building this little corner of the internet. Some of my biggest milestones, smallest thoughts, favorite beauty products, random life updates, and countless versions of myself live here.

Leaving it behind feels scarier than I can explain.

Then there's the fact that every single time I reread my old posts, the blogger in me wakes up again. It's like meeting an old friend and immediately picking up where we left off.

And of course, there's the community. The blogger friends. The readers. The sweet comments. The conversations. The people who somehow still remember this blog after all these years.

You make it very hard to leave.

Honestly, though, the idea of not being a blogger anymore feels strange to me.

Not thinking about post ideas while trying to fall asleep.

Not spending way too much time tweaking a sentence that nobody else will notice.

Not chatting with blogger friends.

Not writing.

I don't think I can let blogging go.

And if I can't, then I won't.

This isn't me announcing some grand comeback or promising weekly posts, though.

Why?

Because life looks very different these days. I'm still figuring out how to balance motherhood, work, rest, and everything in between.

But this is me saying that I'm still here.

Still writing.

Still trying.

Still finding my way back.

And since we're doing life updates, here's where I'm at right now:

• I cry at absolutely everything these days.
• Commercials can make me emotional.
• Cute baby videos can make me emotional.
• Looking at my baby can make me emotional.
• Honestly, the bar is on the floor.
• I haven't properly binge-watched YouTube in over ten months.
• I am somehow a morning person now. I know. I'm shocked too.
• My average screen time has dropped by around 3 hours and 30 minutes a day.
• I've lost 12kg from breastfeeding.
• Haven't lost my love for tea, but I can't have as much of it these days.
• Black Opium is still my favorite scent.
• My “Lovin' Lately” section desperately needs updating.
• Deep tissue massages have become less of a luxury and more of a survival requirement.
• Uniqlo AIRism cotton pajamas are basically my personality now.
• And at this very moment, I'm writing this post while watching my baby sleep at 1:58 AM.

Life is different.

Messier.

Busier.

Softer somehow.

But maybe that's okay.

Maybe blogs don't always have to move at the same pace they once did. Maybe some seasons are for posting every week, and some seasons are for learning how to keep a tiny human alive while surviving on interrupted sleep and cold tea.

Either way, I'm grateful this little space is still here waiting for me.

And if you're still here too, thank you.

Thank you for reading. Thank you for sticking around. Thank you for giving me a place to come back to.

Hopefully my next post won't be in another ten months.

Or three years.

Yikes, let's not manifest that.

For now, though, I'm happy to be writing again.

Happily,

Lenne x