I’ve been dreading having this conversation with you for a while now. I keep trying to start it and then convince myself that everything is ok and I can put it off until a later date. Unlike the ‘birds and the bees’ convo that’s forthcoming in my house— this one doesn’t come with handbooks and cute illustrations. So here goes…
It’s not you, it’s me.
Really. You have been amazing. Loyal fans and readers. Clicking on our stories, “liking” our posts, sharing comments when something strikes a chord. It has been a beautiful relationship.
But. (There’s always a “but” in these conversations.)
But life and other things have gotten in the way. For myself. For my wonderful writers. For our collective kids. For many of you, too. And so it’s time for us to part ways.
It’s been three and a half years that we have shared and they have taught me so much. They’ve taught me that I am not alone in sometimes wanting to pull out every last hair on my head. Or that I’m not the only Mom who sometimes counts pickles as a vegetable. Or that loving your kids doesn’t always mean liking your kids at every given moment. And that, while it’s the most rewarding job in the world, motherhood is also one of the toughest… for everyone.
I hope you’ve learned this much, too.
I also hope that we can still be friends. In fact, you will still find many of us over at our sister publication, Moms Who Need Wine. If you haven’t hopped over there yet, be sure to check it out online and on Facebook. Many of your favorite Momicillin writers will be contributing monthly columns on Moms Who Need Wine, plus you’ll find recipes, great wine reviews and a massive community of Moms looking for support, encouragement, validation… and, of course, humor.
So I’m not going to say Goodbye, for now. I’ll just say…
See ya later,
Founder and Publisher