The "Mommy Blogger" Phenomenon
Confession: I am a 'hater'.
At least, I think I am. I just can't seem to get the whole 'mommy blogging' phenomenon off my mind, now that I know about it. So, I am left wondering what it is that I am feeling towards these super bloggers. I think it might be a twinge of jealousy.
How do they do it? I just don't know. I've been going over it in my head a lot, probably too much. The whole super mom-blog thing has me baffled. The elaborate websites, the beautiful graphics, the video, the feeds, the photos, etc. Wherever do they find the time? I mean if you couple all of the actual blog work with the countless hours of networking, conventions, meet-ups, and time taken to accept, reject or negotiate offers from potential sponsors, corporate big wigs, etc. it is exhausting. I do not get how it is done. I want to. I really, really, want to. But, I don't.
I wonder if these moms are the moms I often see who seem super-organized, and free all the time. They say they are moms, even show me pics of their tots sometimes. But I am always left wondering where the tots are as they breeze around with their skinny lattes, and their palm pilots, always hurrying to somewhere undoubtedly more important than where I am going. I presume daycare maybe? Home with the nanny? Off on a play date? I am never bold enough to ask though. Usually because I'd be afraid that she'd notice the milk stain on my shirt, or smell the fact that I hadn't showered for 3 days.
I am a writer, a blogger. I work from home, while my kids run amok. Let me run a few numbers by you. Forty-five. That is the number of times I was interrupted while writing this entry. How about two. Two is the number of legitimate causes to interrupt me while I was writing. And how about three. That is the number of times I have interacted with only adults in the middle of the day this month. It took me five and a half hours to see this post through to fruition- five hours! From getting the napkin scrap notes down to typing it up, it took that long. Imagine how long it would have taken if I had to keep stopping to answer calls from big corporations, reporters, and PR people?!
Do you know what I had to stop for today? Let me see... I stopped to clean pee from the floor twice. I stopped when one of my kids punched the other in the nose. I stopped to comfort my three year old, and haul away a bunny carcass when my dog killed a rabbit in the yard. These are the things I think of when I think of a day in the life of a 'mom blogger'. I think of real moms, like me. I think of moms who have to stop blogging to deal with dead bunnies. I think of moms who while blogging utter phrases like "get down from there!", "stop it now!", and "don't eat your sisters hamster!"