I’ve got to say something about it you might not have thought of.
I threw the butterbeer post up in about 7 minutes. I saw something on it while working at Starbucks and thought, “Wait, what?! Does anyone else know about this awesomeness?” I posted it with a pic of my current drink and hoped some of you would find it as fun as I did.
10,000+ Facebook shares, 9,000+ pins, front page of Google for “Starbucks Butterbeer Latte”, and over 200,000 hits on it – I got the message.
People like their Harry Potter and Starbucks. And they like them together.
Yes, it was amazingly awesome to watch it go viral. It was so cool to have friends message me with, “It’s all over my feed!” I loved waking up to it exploding everywhere.
Past that, it meant something else to me. You see – I’ve felt very stuck lately. Like I’ve been put into a baby loss box that I can’t seem to escape from. The main searches for my blog have to do with twin pregnancy, Zoloft, or Kaden. The times my posts get major attention and shares are from loss or the aftermath as I struggle to understand and write it out. That’s totally understandable, I don’t sit here and wonder why I didn’t get 10k+ shares on a post about our trip to a Farmer’s Market. C’mon. I fully realize the first person to click on that is my mom for Bella’s pics, followed by my sister.
Love you both for always reading. <3
I also love to know that others read and either feel connected in their loss, or understand what a friend or family member might be dealing with. I love that you guys are always telling me how our journey changes the way you view losing a baby. That rocks my world to think that just maybe – we don’t have to be afraid of this as much as we are before it happens.
But, on the flip side, it’s almost suffocating as a writer to (in my mind at least) be only “known” for loss. And when loss happens again? It’s like wearing my own scarlet letter. Everywhere. All the time.
Sometimes I hate it.
But it’s also my story and my three little boy’s stories. Painful, short, but loved and needing to be told.
When that post went viral, it was more than just clicks. It meant that my blog and name would be associated with something else for a while. Yeah, Butterbeer, so it’s not like I won the lottery or created something insanely crafty, but at least it wasn’t just about losing another child again. Or my pain attached to it.
It was a good feeling. And it was a lot of fun.
Other places I’ve written:
- Theo and Beau: Another Reason Animals are so Good for Kids - a puppy and his boy captured at nap time. The pics slay me.
- Confidently Loving What I Do - why working from home is the best gig ever, and I’m always hesitant to say that.
- Too Many Toys: 15 Unique Gift Ideas for Kids - give this guide and you it yourself for a toy-free holiday the kids will still love.
- Grief is Grief: On Loss Comparison - whether you lost a baby at 7 weeks, 3 weeks old, or your grandpa at 25 – grief is still grief.
- Bella’s 4th Birthday Party in Pictures - this weekend we celebrated Bella’s 4th birthday. Here are some adorable pics of her and her little friends.