The 100th Blog Post!

Someone get this girl some champagne because this is my 100th blog post! I’ve had several ideas about how to commemorate this milestone but then something happened that put way too much pressure on my fragile blogging psyche and now I’m completely changing everything.

I’ll explain my dilemma in a second but first let me give you a glimpse into my blog’s readership: if you take out my post on what to wear to Dubai (which is apparently a highly Googled query) and my post announcing my pregnancy (which contains this image that has been re-pinned a whopping 600+ times on Pinterest) my readership statistics aren’t all that high. So for the big 100, had I just published a random self-congratulatory, vaguely travel-themed post Andy would have said it was a good read, my sister would have said it was funny and pointed out a few typos and a few of my followers would have given me the ol’ thumbs up on Facebook. Then, all would be right with the world and I would move on to my next post because even for all the work that I’ve put into this blog, I was never expecting world domination in the travel blog arena. See Jules Travel was always just a fun, creative outlet and a tool to help me remember my life.

And then that last post happened.

Guys, people actually read my last post. People liked it. People shared it. People commented on it in real life and online. My readership statistics went so berserk that I’m pretty sure WordPress suspected I’d been hacked. It was crazy.


The thing is, my last post was far from one of my favorites. I mean it was okay and all, but the fact that it got so much love tells me something that I’ve been suspecting, and, in addition to all the pressure it put on this next post, it actually goes along with something I’ve been feeling as well.

I’ve been having a bit of an identity crisis about my blog since I’ve had kids. My blog feels very singular, very me-oriented. The title, See Jules Travel, doesn’t include Andy and it doesn’t include Paige and Millie. It’s just me, me and my travels. Except that’s not really how things are. Don’t worry, this isn’t about to turn into a mom blog where I only post pictures of my kids and pretend to know how to parent. I do, however, think it’s time come to terms with the fact that from now on, a lot of my travel adventures, advice and anecdotes will come from traveling with a family and I think my blog and its title need to reflect that. Also, if the popularity of my last post tells me anything, it’s that people love to read stories about other parents’ misadventures, particularly if they’re made more interesting because they took place in some far off land.

Traveling with toddlers – it’s not all rainbows and kittens, people.

On that note, for this big 100th post, I’m announcing that I’m in the process of setting up my new online space, Get it? Because our last name is Shamblin and we frequently refer to ourselves as the Shambles, especially when things go awry. Take a peak at your address bar right now, yep, it’s already in place. A new logo and new look will come shortly so stay tuned.

Ironically, this all is happening right before I leave on my next trip – a girls trip to sunny Scottsdale which includes neither my husband or my children. Eh, what can you do?

So there you have it, my 100th post and my big announcement. Also, to any new readers who found me after my last post – Welcome! I’m glad you found my blog and in case you’re curious as to what posts would make my personal favorites list, I’d probably put these two somewhere at the top:

Travel Tips & Tricks: Be a hoarder (but not really)

Where I’ve Been: Destination (and flamingo) redux

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