I read an article in the Parents section of the Huffington Post a couple of days ago, it was a point of view that’s not new, but it was well-written and clearly thought out. What struck me though, was one comment, which I shall paraphrase.
“I don’t get why you ‘mom bloggers’, oh, excuse me, ‘writers’, are making a ‘career’ of writing about how you’re raising your kids, I don’t care, I’ll just go read some fiction.”
I am one of those ‘mom bloggers’. I write about my children, I share tidbits of our lives, I talk about how I’m raising them, or want to raise them. I write about my struggles and challenges as a mother, I share my joys.
My readers commiserate, relate, challenge, provoke, agree, disagree, are inspired. They laugh and cry with me. They understand. They thank me for saying out loud what they are thinking, but dare not write. They tell me to chin up, toughen up, write it out.
I also write about my passions – writing itself, social media, baking, friendships.
Sometimes, I talk about my husband. Other times, I write about just me. The pre-Mom me. The child me.
It doesn’t make me less or more of a ‘mom blogger’. It doesn’t make me less or more of a writer.
I am not writing about motherhood and parenting, to make a career out of it. Sure, I get paid to write about it in some places, and it’s nice to get published elsewhere, but that is not why I write about motherhood.
I mom blog because I need to write these things that are in my heart, my head. I need to write on this blog, a public forum, because I need to feel less alone in this life as a mother, because yes, it gets fucking lonely sometimes. I mom blog because I want my children, when they’re all grown up, to have a piece of their mother, right here, right now, to appreciate, in a way they can’t at this young age. I write about the challenges and joys of motherhood because some days, when the clouds hang over my head, when I think I really, really suck as a mother, I can look at my words and know that no, I don’t always suck. I mom blog because there are so many little moments in the day that I want to grab hold of, make it tangible, and a part of me, so I can remember forever.
So yes, I’m mom blogging, and proud of it. And make no mistake, I AM a writer. So there.
Edited to add: This post echoes Tracy of Sellabit Mum’s post about why she blogs, which you must absolutely read. If you’ve written something similar, or plan to, let me know, I’ll add your post here!
What do you think about mom blogging?