Well I AM, but some of you…geesh!
I read a lot of blogs. Self-help, humor-focused, Autism related, even recipe sharing blogs (I have yet to try a single recipe). But mommy bloggers sharing their wisdom’s are my favorite.
It seems as though we (Mommy bloggers) fall into one of two categories: Martha Stewart with a penchant for a fine bottle of Shiraz, or Kim Kardashian with an incessant habit of whining and complaining about the dirty diapers and the lack of alone time. Fuck alone time, that’s for taking a shit and folding laundry.
I don’t fit into either… and truthfully, I don’t think most of you do. Martha Stewart obsessed or not – sunshine, rainbows and lollipops DO NOT blow out of your ass. Unless of course you put them there.
I started blogging a million years ago when it wasn’t even a thing. Partly because I love being the center of attention, but mostly because I had a gaggle of girlfriends who thought I was hilarious. I had about 6 readers and that was enough for me. Marketing wasn’t even a thought back then – I just wanted my world to laugh at (with?) me.
When I first got acquainted with the term Mommy Blogger I spent hours on Twitter and WordPress reading whatever I could to see where I might fit in. If I could entertain 6 people with my rambled words and personal anecdotes, why couldn’t I impress upon hundreds (or even thousands) more with my stories? I never imagined that the community I so wanted to belong to, was as big as it actually was.
As saturated as the blogging world is, and as powerful as the Mommy Blogger influencers are, we are all different in every which way possible. Some actually are sunshine and rainbows. Others are Pinterest freaks with odd (and fascinating) talents I’m jealous of. Plenty are perfection-obsessed with a plethora of how-to shortcuts for parenting wins. Or major fails, depending on how you look at it. But most are every-day regular Moms trying to find a balance between sanity and parenthood. With wine. Always with the wine.
We can be dirty. We can be overwhelmed and frustrated. Drunk with our words (and the Merlot) and fanatic about our opinions; we’re all on the same team looking for the same thing: Validation for being Moms who do the best that we can with what we are given. And we do it with our keyboards.
As a full-time working Mom, I don’t know how long I will continue writing. I can’t say I have enough stories, opinions, or anecdotes to keep me going for years to come. I don’t even know if I’m entertaining enough to please more than my original 6 readers. You still read me, right? But what I do know is that while there are moments that I DO spew sunshine and rainbows, I can also be just ME and that includes vibrators and mommy mistakes. And I have plenty of those. Just ask my kids.