Blogging Conflictions

I guess I'll just come right out and say it, I'm conflicted about blogging. I started to blog because I believed it would be a good way to document my families life and because I thought it would be a good way to keep in touch with my family and friends.
I have done much better, since I became a blogger, at documenting my families life. I take tons of pictures and I write about our children.
I have been able to better stay in touch with my brother Nate, who lives in NYC, and I have enjoyed that.
My sister who lives in Pittsburgh, is another story. She doesn't blog and she doesn't read my blog, OK, like maybe twice she has.
My best friend Erica was all pumped when I presented the idea of blogging as a way to see each other's families and keep up. She had a good start. We were blogging buddies for about a month. Then she moved. She always falls off the face of the earth every time she moves (this is true Erica, don't deny it, if you read this, that is). Last time she moved, I thought something horrible happened, like she was dead, or she got divorced. But all the worry was for naught, she just disappears for a while when she moves. Kind of like she has disappeared from blogging land.
I have enjoyed all the new friends I have made. I love reading their posts and getting to know them. I've been provided entertainment and a lot of laughs.
I've loved understanding and knowing my sisters in church better. They have wonderful blogs that have propelled me forward as a mother and wife, and I will be forever grateful for that.
I have also been grateful to have blogging as a creative outlet. At times, I've been able to express myself in ways that I haven't been able to in years.
I have a few problems with blogging though. First, it takes a lot of time. Blogger is slow, or at least my computer is.
Second, it makes me a little anxious. I tend to get anxious at times, so posting for the whole world to see sets off a little anxiety. I really don't care who reads my posts, it's more about the creation and then throwing it out there. It's a little bit of stress and it gives me a headache on top of the headache of my baby still not sleeping (and I really am doing everything by the book with trying to get my baby to sleep, please do not think that I'm not).
Third, I have lots of stories and pictures, but not enough time to post them, thus there is the frustration. I get frustrated that I'm too busy to write stuff down, then I feel selfish because I feel frustrated.
Fourth, even though we have a general contractor, the home we are building takes a lot of time. I feel guilty because I drag my children all over the place and they sit in the car in front of our home watching Bambi or something of that nature, while I talk to a sub. So it is difficult for me to feel good about taking the time to post 4 or 5 times a week.
I guess what I am asking and saying is, do you ever feel this way? Do I attribute too much stress to blogging? Maybe I should only post 3 times a week (which I have done on occasion, but for some reason I feel pressure to post more often).
Maybe I'm looking for an excuse to feel better about blogging.

There will be a few pictures of my children at the Scarecrow festival to semi-prove that blogging is worth it, when blogger will finally allow me to upload them.

Any thoughts, I need them.