Originally posted: 8/29/08
I guess since I have kids and I'm starting this blog, I'm a Mommyblogger. I don't know what that means really. It's not like moms that blog, only blog. Or even that the blogs only contain stories about their kids or even only about mommies. Blog is one of the strangest words I've ever heard, I really don't even like saying it. It feels like my cheeks and tongue have gone numb and I have no control over how they move, I'm just opening my mouth trying to make sounds come out and my mouth won't cooperate.
I can confirm that I'm not doing this so my kids look back at it and see what their lives were like, treasure it, like an heirloom or something. Yeah, they probably won't like most of what I write anyway unless it's something about their sibling that is even remotely embarrassing. Or something that can be used in a future argument about how mom loved me more than you. The proof is in the blog.
I'm pretty sure I won't even be writing about mundane daily activities....."today we went to the grocery store and the library"....etc. Like I care about remembering that shit and want to preserve the memory for the future, that's just boring. If something exciting like a concussion or a temper tantrum over the cart didn't happen, I won't even bother including it. Well, okay, I'll be perfectly honest, my "mommy memory" is so bad I really can't remember on a daily basis if I've been to the store or the library. The kids have to remind me and they can't type yet, so since we're relying on me, those things just won't be included.
Friday, December 12, 2008
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