This is the story of the birth of the Real Mom blog.
Gestational period? Seven years. I could’ve given birth to a herd of baby elephants.
Anyway, I vowed to step outside of my comfort zone this year.
Well, I wouldn’t call it stepping outside of my comfort zone. More like a tip toe. That’s why they’re called comfort zones.
They’re comfortable. We like to be there. It’s true that not much growth happens there, but it’s a very nice place.