When I first started blogging I struggled with how to describe my blog to people.
Feeling like a super special snowflake, I didn’t think that my blog fit a particular category. It CLEARLY was not fashion, fitness, or recipes. And I had no business sharing advice on keeping a clean home, or mindfulness, or not eating frosting out of the jar. I was also particularly resistant to the “Mom Blog” tag.
I had this stereotype in my head that Mom Blogs were all about swaddling tips I wouldn’t use, and discipline strategies that seemed crazy, and Pinterest crafts I fancied myself too busy for. Beyond that, I viewed them as “holier than thou – giving advice when we all don’t know what the heck we are doing” sites.
Plus, all Mom Blogs talked about was parenting/living that mom life. I have WAY more dimensions than that. I mean, sure I am a mom, but I was also planning on writing about Jonathan Taylor Thomas, and pretzels, and bocce ball. It was going to be side-splittingly hilarious! I wasn’t writing a “Mom Blog.”
Big Mistake, Huge
Now after nearly a year of blogging, I’m eating crow with a side of crow. And I’m really sorry. Wicked sorry.
What kind of anti feminist, non organic baloney was I smoking? Here I was, a mother of two with a full time job, friends, family, and hobbies, and I couldn’t possibly imagine that other moms had stories to tell that didn’t involve diapers? And if heaven forbid the stories were about diapers, that those stories couldn’t be helpful, touching, or funny as hell?
Yikes. Capital yikes.
Do Mom Blogs have a focus on parenthood? Definitely. And that’s beautiful, and inspiring, and often very funny. I have realized that I love the stories from my fellow mom bloggers because they create a sense of community in this uncharted sea of parenthood. They share great ideas, comical anecdotes, and sweet moments at the times when I need them the most. They are creative and insightful and full of non-judgmental “you do you” motherhood empowerment.
At the same time, some of my favorite Mom Blogs also write impeccably about friendships, love, living with chronic pain, feminism, business, books, and that one time they drunkenly rode a bike at 2am. Of course they do, because Mom Bloggers are also – gasp – multidimensional people! And do those same Mom Bloggers also give me opportunities to share my writing, and tell me it’s all going to be okay when I’m panicking about technology, and offer encouragement, advice, and support my dreams? Oh yes, all of that. And then some.
These women are amazing.
This is What I Want
There is a scene in the movie Mona Lisa Smile
Joan: Do you think I’ll wake up one morning and regret not being a lawyer?Katherine: Yes, I’m afraid that you will.Joan: Not as much as I’d regret not having a family, not being there to raise them. I know exactly what I’m doing and it doesn’t make me any less smart. This must seem terrible to you.Katherine: I didn’t say that.Joan: Sure you did. You always do. You stand in class and tell us to look beyond the image, but you don’t. To you a housewife is someone who sold her soul for a center hall colonial. She has no depth, no intellect, no interests. You’re the one who said I could do anything I wanted. This is what I want.
I’m looking beyond the Mom Blog image now. And as I really see beyond it, I start to see myself in the reflections of the many Mom Bloggers that I side eyed like a grown up mean girl but have now come to adore. Working moms, stay at home moms, work from home moms – all talented writers with a wide range of stories to tell and the skills to deliver the goods.
Yes, It’s a Mom Blog
But I know that if I did a big ole word cloud of my writing, “Mom” is going to be right in the center in bold. Maybe in Helvetica if I am feeling fancy. That’s nothing to be embarrassed or squeamish or about. Certainly nothing to belittle as “editorially less than.” This is who I am. This is what I want.
So what is With Love, Becca? It’s a Mom Blog. I write a Mom Blog. You’re reading a Mom Blog. And I think that’s pretty great.
PS. Another HUGE thanks to all the Mom Bloggers out there paving the way for newbies like me with something to type about this parenting journey. And again, so sorry I was the worst.