New Years resolution fail

I was looking back at old posts and stumbled upon my first blog of the year, proclaiming that I'd be blogging at least twice a week.
We are now six months into the year, so I figured I'd see where I'm at with that whole resolution thing.
I started out pretty good, up until about March and it all went downhill from there.  Well, I did have a baby, so that might have something to do with it.
My hats are off to those bloggers who have a baby and continue to blog just as much as they did before baby.  
I think part of the problem is sometimes I just don't know what to write about.  My life consists of changing diapers, feeding kids, grocery shopping, trips to the library/park with the occasional book read and Netflix binge.  It's exciting in it's own way, but there isn't a lot of variety.  I guess what I'm saying is you can only blog about child antics so much before it gets boring.  Before anyone feels sorry for me, I signed up for this, and once Jackson is a few months older we'll be back doing the fun stuff we used to do.
I think I need a hobby, though.  Sigh.  
I always seem to have ideas in my head for what to slap up here, but can't find the time to write.
Which is silly, because that's what I'm doing right now.  Lucy and Jackson are both napping, which is perfect time.
But then mommy/wife guilt starts to set in during times I could be writing.
In the morning after breakfast we either run errands or head to the park/library to burn some energy out of Lucy.  When we don't go out, I try to get some housework or diaper laundry done, but I will admit sometimes I find myself relaxing and looking at Facebook or Instagram or Bloglovin'. Or BabyCenter message boards, when I need a drama fix.
In a nutshell, I feel like if it's not intellectually or physically stimulating Lucy or getting things accomplished around the house, I probably shouldn't be doing it.
After the kids go to bed, I either finish up chores around the house, pump, collapse on the couch to play Candy Crush and watch TV, or pass out for the night.
But I love writing and sharing information with people, so I'm going to make an honest effort about blogging more.  
If I'm not careful I might completely lose myself in Babyland, and that's no good for anyone.  So I guess therapeutic blogging, right?
Plus, reading back over the past year of blogs was fun, and it would be neat to have a record of what we did to go back to.
Hopefully I haven't been to emo here.  If I have, forgive me.  I has lots of feels lately.