“Start the blog, you’ll be great at it”… so I did and underestimated the time, energy, creativity, and skills needed for it, so I almost quit. It’s been quite a while since my last blog post, and honestly, after wanting to quit, I wanted the next blog post to feel right. Not forced, and not because of the need to ‘keep my engagement up.”
The struggle began with Instagram’s algorithm issues, I started seeing posts from more established bloggers and influencers about their post views going down, and how they weren’t reaching half of their followers and I panicked. I started asking myself questions like:
☕️How could I think it was possible to get my follower count up, and promote my blog while being a new blogger, when these established bloggers and influencers are having issues?
☕️How will I ever see results when I can’t even get my “friends” to reshare, like, or comment on my posts?
☕️Is my content as relatable as I thought it would be?
☕️Do people want to hear about “real motherhood” and real issues that come with it? …
The list goes on.
The insecurities about blogging started weighing down on me… then I had a minor car accident (no injuries) and the two events, although not related, gave me this sense of fear about blogging that I didn’t have when I first started.
Seeing all these gorgeous feeds, made me feel like I must edit my feed to mimic them, coupled with trying to participate in Instagram and Facebook pods, the whole process just got overwhelming for me. I started feeling like I was in a race of some sort and so I came up with this awesome idea to help with posting more on my instagram page. However, when I tried to execute this idea, I started drowning in this unspoken sea of demands that I created in my head due to social media’s expectations. Then summer began and I started working less hours, which meant I was even more hands on with the girls. So that meant less time away from the girls = less time to blog + less ‘me time’. Obviously this equation was a recipe for disaster, something was bound to fail, and it kinda did.
I went back to the drawing board, did a little more research about blogs and blogging, started to comprehend what went wrong, and reached out to some of my favorite bloggers for some advice (when I say some advice, I mean some, because let’s be realistic time is money and people are creating courses on being an influencer for a reason.)
So here we are…
☕️a Mom Blogger with big ideas
☕️very little organization of those ideas
☕️little time for herself or the blog
☕️bad at time management
☕️trying to do EVERY aspect of the blog completely solo
☕️working part time
☕️while being the primary caretaker for both girls!
Whew chile, this sounds like the STRUGGLE BUS EXPRESS, and I was truly a mess!
So I started doing more social media research, which is challenging because it is forever evolving, to get a better handle on how to market. I’ve gotten better at editing content and learned some new tricks to help expedite my content. I am trying to become more comfortable on screen. I’m working on a realistic content calendar and in a week or so I will begin to post about my breastfeeding journey and extended breastfeeding, so look out for that. I’m also going to start asking about topics you want me to expand on in my InstaStories. My goal is to help other mother’s relate and share valuable information to you, so I want to know what topics are important to you. I also want others to know the “struggle is real” and you are not alone despite what others portray. Hopefully, we can soon gather together and feel like a family able to share and gain from one another.
I must thank the following ladies @honestlymommy, @herlifesparkles, @dee.diary, @chiniluv for the dms to help inspire me to continue my blogging journey. These ladies really took time out to provide me reassurance and to let me know I need to just focus on content and authenticity, instead of an Instagram algorithm. I also would like to shout out @mrsbrittanyhennessy
Thank you for your support, joining my struggle bus, and being a ‘Cocoa Sipper’.
Brooklyn Cocoa Mommy