I found this piece by Carrie Kirby at Cookie about this whole Mommy Blogging Phenomenon. She asks whether or not we are exploiting our children by blogging about their lives, from the milestones to the minutiae. It's an interesting question and one I have pondered on my own, especially when I hear myself saying "Hold on, sweetpea. Mommy needs to work for five more minutes." Kirby headed to a BlogHer conference to do some investigating, though she admits it was a little like heading to Morton's for a survey on whether meat is murder.
A Mommy Blogger herself, Kirby ends up--as we all do, I suppose--finding sweet and lovely justifications for what she--we--do. And most of us, as she points out, can't imagine a day when our confessions, our outpourings of love or our particular brand of online humor would be detrimental to the very people we love enough to tell it to the universe. We cannot fathom that our earnest expressions will become embarrassments. And this is likely the crux of it. As Mamas, who are we really blogging about? Our kids? Please. It's our own thoughts and feelings we're expressing. True, our children are often the topics of our musings, but at the hearts of our online diaries are ourselves.
But this isn't necessarily a bad thing. As Kirby points out, many of us Mamas work alone. And so we have sought out and created a virtual village, a place to share, to vent, to laugh, to cry, and to seek acceptance. I think that, for many of us, blogging allows us opportunities for self-expression we would not otherwise have. This venting we do, these different ways we express ourselves, and the advice we give and receive, all of it may end up helping us be better moms in the end.
"'Yes,' I said. 'Isn't it pretty to think so?'"--Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises