Ok I confess, I’m a serial Insta addict. There have been plenty of times I’ve said to Mark I don’t feel like we talk anymore, especially since becoming parents. His response? You’re always on your phone. Possibly true.
I’ve gone through phases with social media, I love the thrill of starting a new account, meeting new people, developing new content and devising a strategy based on my aims and goals. But recently I’ve fallen out of love with the whole thing. Far too many accounts are left to automated software to like, comment and post – but what does that leave you with? An anti social platform where robots simply follow and unfollow all whilst leaving random comments on your posts. This week I’ve been told I’d be an ‘amazing brand rep’ for a childrens book about an alien in Hawaii and make (cue best American accent) an ‘awesome brand enthusiast’ for a company in the States that appears to do nothing more than draw tits on t-shirts and sell them for $50 a time! And when I responded to these comments and questioned what in actual fact makes my account so perfect for these products?….
Tumbleweed, nothing, silence.
So whilst it may have appeared slightly bizarre to start a whole new Instagram account, I’d had enough of the bots, the brand reps, the ‘#ad’, the follow loops and all that other ‘blah’ stuff. It’s time to put the ‘social’ back into social media, build supportive online communities and get conversations going again.
I may have gone from having almost 12000 followers on my old account but right now I’m more than happy with the 40 something followers who have decided to come along for the ride at my new little insta address.
So if you’re a real person reading this, swing by my account, let me know you exist maybe even reach out and say hi. Together lets put the social back into social media.
Wishing you a thoroughly sociable week,
Find me @home_of_the_little_something
on Instagram (of course)
So I think I’ve found my favourite new flowers, at a time I’m also trying to find a new direction.
I think one of the hardest lessons I’ve learnt over the past few months is that you can’t do it all. I’ve never relied on what I do on Instagram to pay my bills (my real job does that) but I have relied on Instagram as an outlet, a way of connecting with people who have similar interests and ultimately what I get up to on here is my hobby.
Do I want to share everything about my life? Not really. Snippets of my life is fine but having run down my shop and changed my insta handle to match my blog, I’m kinda feeling what now? What next? Do I even need a direction?
I follow so many different accounts on Instagram and speak to so many people that more often than not, I’m hearing people say they feel restricted by the persona they’ve created on social media, feeling like they can’t stray from the online identity they’ve created for themselves. So what do you do? Join the masses? Post aimless daily instastories? Take a ton of photos hoping to get the perfect shot for your page? Is that what social medias really all about?
I spoke to someone recently who said before you can set your goals you need an aim. So what are my aims? What’s the purpose behind the page?
I’m constantly working on so many new projects, maybe it’s time to streamline, refocus & make social media more about the social again. But for now I need to make it a hobby again, focus on the purpose and reset the goals…watch this space.
I guess this is a bit of an update, a message to introduce the next chapter so here it is…
Today is the first day of the summer holidays and for those of you who have read the blog or know me well, you’ll know this is generally my least favourite time of year! Why? I hear all the non-teachers out there scream! Well because as I explained in Apparently times a healer, school holidays are usually the time when you’re home alone, with too much time on your hands and somehow those ‘black hole’ emotions find a way of creeping back into your life and take you back to a place you don’t want to go. But not this holiday. See I’ve made a conscious decision – one that I think needed to be made – I’ve said time and time again that aside from Mark and my need to lift heavy weights at the gym and punish my body with all sorts of physical workouts! The only other thing that truly got me through last year and mentally helped me to rebuild myself was this little blog. In a strange way, writing things down meant they were no longer floating around my head. As much as both Mark and I have an extremely supportive network of family and friends, sometimes, you can’t say things as well as you could if you were to write them down and if there’s any proof in that, it’s the number of people who have spoken to me after reading a post and said ‘I had no idea you felt like that’. But that’s the point, I didn’t want people to carry the burden of my emotions as well as their own, so Home of The Little Something carried them for me and together we’ve made it through this far.
But back to this year’s holiday plan – so I’ve got 6 empty weeks ahead of me, we’re not going away as we’ve got a few bits left to do with the house before the baby arrives in November, I didn’t want to fly or leave the country (yes I’m a crazy pregnant lady) plus Mark’s new job means annual leave is pretty much non-existent over the next couple of months. But for the first time in what feels like forever, I’m ok with that. The thought of being at home for 6 weeks is actually alright. I plan to write, finally launch The Little Something Company, write some more, eat carrot cake, meet up with friends and family, drink decaf coffee and make the most of what could be the last ever summer holiday on my own. And with this change of mindset comes a change of tone for Home of the Little Something too. Both Mark and I have come a long way since I started this blog, we’ve started our next chapter and with everything else in life, I think the blog needs to start the next chapter as well, evolve a bit and catch up with where life is at now. The story of the twins will still very much be a part of my writing – there’s still so much of their story to tell but so will this pregnancy, where we’re at now and what got us through.
If I were to update you with where things are as of today – mentally I still have my moments, only last weekend pregnancy anxiety crept in, negative thoughts and freaky dreams took up most of our Saturday! But Mark and I are the strongest we’ve been, we have more of an understanding of each other, we’re supporting each other through this pregnancy and we’re together, a team and whatever life intends to throw at us we’ll tackle it head on and work our way through it. We will forever be the twins parents and they will forever be a part of our family, our hearts and our story but it’s time to start focusing on what’s to come for our little family. The twins will have a baby brother in a matter of months and right now focusing on him and his pregnancy story feels like the right thing to do and I’ve already got the title of my next post ready to go.
Lots of love as always,