You might have noticed as of late that there have been a fair few sponsored posts and ads appearing round these here parts. I wanted to hold my hands up to that fact and explain to you why.
It’s always been a bit of an agreement that Will and I have had since Elfie was young that I won’t go back to work. At least, not proper London office-based 12 hour day-type work. Quite simply I couldn’t bear it if something happened to her and I wasn’t nearby, so I need to be around. Now Hux is here I’m finding it more of a struggle to keep up with my home-based freelance projects: I’ve been doing a few but picking and choosing the most interesting ones and nothing that is a big drain on my time or energies. I always thought that I’d be getting on with work when the kids were asleep, but really that’s not hugely achievable.
I’ve been blogging seriously, like at least once a week (ish), for the last 4 years. As my blog has grown it seems that people want to use my platform to promote their stuff, And give me money for it. This was something that freaked me out at first but now it makes me feel like a poor Kim Kardashian. If I can make money for something I love so much it seems like a no-brainer.
So I have to say this works pretty well for me. I see the money I get for my blog as cash for the time I spend doing other stuff: writing things about my family and our lives, web design, maintenance. And of course web hosting and all that stuff doesn’t come cheap. I don’t make a fortune but it means I can pay for our grocery bills, something I’m actually a bit proud of (Will still pays my phone bills, ahem).
One promise I will make is that I will mark every post I’ve been paid for with ‘featured’ or ‘sponsored’, and will never have any ridiculously off-topic posts. And I will keep the ads to a minimum and as unobtrusive as possible. If you don’t like them please just scroll on by, but know it’s keeping Elfie in ham and cucumber sandwiches. And mama in Sauvignon Blanc.