Why I’m Not Giving Up.

Blogging that is. I have met with a lot of resistance over my blog, literally since the day I started. Oddly enough my Dad, who I expected to be the least supportive, turned out to be the most. I guess people can still surprise you!

Working full time is hard, having a blog that you desperately want to be a success is even harder. I think once you accept it is unlikely you are going to make it big, the enjoyment just flows. I used to design websites and live for graphic design (Paint Shop Pro 4 lyf) and my blog is just an offshoot of that. I love the opportunities I get from my little corner of the internet too. There are brands out there I would never have had the joy of trying/experiencing if it hadn’t of been for this blog, and for that I am eternally grateful.

I am in no way a big blogger. I am probably the tiddliest fish in the ocean, but I kinda like that. I feel some bloggers become so unrelatable after a while. I mean, affiliate links to Chloe handbags and Gucci loafers? Who are they kidding! Give me good ol’ Highstreet through and through. You know the ones, life is perfect in every Insta snap they post?

And here I am tryin' to keep it real.

Having Phoebe has been the biggest drain on my blog, although after I while I viewed it more of a challenge. It’s funny, I remember the day I gave birth to Phoebe I had about 3 massive colab opportunities come through all at once, and I was like ‘I can’t give this up’. When you become a mum, you lose a massive part of yourself to night feeds, soft play, and just generally caring for a little human. I needed something to still be mine among the huage amounts of laundry and bottle washing.

It was pretty much me doing all the work at the beginning. I had to embarrassingly ask family members to take my picture as a last resort if I couldn’t get it to work on a tripod (pile of precariously piled books) but it’s different now, and so much easier since I have the love and support of my partner. I used to be told my blog was a waste of time, and if it wasn’t making any money than what was the point? But that was coming from someone whose world literally revolves around money, having a good job, rich family, and expensive possessions. Designer socks, are you kidding me?

Money doesn’t bring you happiness in the end Boo.

Luckily, I haven’t really had to deal with trolls until recently. And I mean literal ones, they ain't the cute type! You know, the ones that use Snapchat filters as a last resort for a decent profile picture. Fortunately, or should I say unfortunately I 'know' exactly who these people are, their motivation etc. They are just bullies and it’s just a wee bit pathetic that they don’t have anything better to do than scour my blog daily for any tidbit, or tiny morsel they can find to gossip about. Insert the biggest eyeroll here, right?

But you know what? Through all of this it has just made me more determined. Hashtag girl bye. I enjoy the creativity that my blog brings, it’s a shared interest, it’s my place to vent and let my thoughts be known. Granted, you can have a different opinion on something I write, of course you can, but if I’m not asking to hear it, then what are ya doing? I often write posts just to be heard, not to be judged. In a world where we don’t see what’s right in front of us, it can sometimes feel really lonely, and Flourish & Blotting makes me feel less alone in times like that.

Writing and taking photos has always been a cathartic experience for me, and that will never change. I mean, hey! I have had this blog since 2015, it’s not like I’m going to give up now, is it?!

I will always make time for this.