Mom blogs are huge right now. In fact, some of my favorite mommy blogs are frequented by thousands of visitors daily with 100+ comments on each post. Perhaps this just pisses me off because I have yet to receive my first comment. And I'm no where near thousands of visitors a day, but I think that a surplus of 550 hits in the first month isn't too shabby. I follow blogs of SAHMs as well as working moms. And I've come to the conclusion that over half of the moms that claim to be SAHMs are full of shit. They are knee deep in bs and not the knee deep shit that I'm experiencing with a noro-infested tot on my hands right now.
I'm not a SAHM by design. I lost my job almost exactly 1 year ago and apparently a Master's degree with 10+ years of experience isn't enough in this economy. So, I've started looking into the 'making-money-online' notion that you hear tweple chirping about all the time. I'm an above average writer, but more importantly (I've realized), I'm a really smart dumbass. AND, I'm confident enough to put my dirty laundry out to dry, wrinkle, soil, and mold, which is really what people want. I recently told a friend that a really good writer must be self-aware/confident and vulnerable at the same time. So, I've got the tools in my rusty toolbox complete with ancient gold fish crackers, used tissues, and moldy sippy cups.
I finally got this damn website up and running, which took FORever...8 months to be precise. Keeping up with the trends means following a lot of mom/dad blogs, working mom blogs, and other female blogs. Posting just 1 blog per day, promoting it on fb and twitter, and reading my favorite bloggers daily would take at least 8 hours, easy. Here I must point out that the antecedent to my writing is Fischer. I have offspring. I am a mom, and by design or not, I'm a SAHM. And Fish is a toddler with SPD. He runs my ass ragged all day long. So, I can't spend 8 hours writing and reading. I also have to squeeze in applying for "real jobs" every day, which is a full-time job in-and-of itself. Then you throw in ridiculous necessities like laundry, dishes, cleaning (or mere tidying up in my world), cooking, paying bills, getting groceries, and errands.
I used to clean-up quite well and dress in chic clothing with stellar shoes. I suppose I could have just ended that statement with clean-up and dress and it would have been adequate. My living space was immaculate. I've mopped my current floor 3 times over the past 12 months, and right now, I'm looking down at some sort of sticky, gooey, gunk that slightly resembles something that should only be seen while swirling down the toilet. I pay bills late, and I never clean my car. I play tractors, trucks, Captain Hook, tag, hide-and-seek, bike ride, and do activities each and every day, but i know that it isn't enough. This stuff takes TIME. I have several friends who are also SAHMs. They have similar complaints about lack of time, mental stability, and a trashy living space- qualities of a true SAHM- and most of them are not also trying to write and find a job. So, the conclusion that I've arrived at is this: a shit-ton (which is a lot) of the moms who claim to be SAHMs and write...total bollocks.
I read blogs from SAHMs who complain about similar things, yet they have time to post 3 or 4 posts per day, plus freelance, and contribute to other blogs. I say bullshit. I've only got 1 living, breathing little person to raise and it's difficult for me to write 1 blog per day. I read blogs of parents with 4+ offspring, many of which include major special-needs children. What the hell? Have they discovered some coffee with supernatural powers? Do they smuggle ativan and xanax on the side? Can they actually function with a bottle of wine running through their system everyday? Do they only require 4 hours of shut-eye for full-functioning capacity? Or, do they have an offspring remote equipped with stop, pause, and play features? Pretty sure the answer is not any of the fore mentioned. They are just full of shit. SAHMs who blog, freelance, guest contribute and write books must either parent make-believe offspring or they covet the secret N-word (nanny). This conclusion makes me feel liberated. I can talk myself into and out-of almost anything, which is really quite the attribute when you fail on a daily basis. Self-validation is so underrated.
I'm not a SAHM by design. I lost my job almost exactly 1 year ago and apparently a Master's degree with 10+ years of experience isn't enough in this economy. So, I've started looking into the 'making-money-online' notion that you hear tweple chirping about all the time. I'm an above average writer, but more importantly (I've realized), I'm a really smart dumbass. AND, I'm confident enough to put my dirty laundry out to dry, wrinkle, soil, and mold, which is really what people want. I recently told a friend that a really good writer must be self-aware/confident and vulnerable at the same time. So, I've got the tools in my rusty toolbox complete with ancient gold fish crackers, used tissues, and moldy sippy cups.
I finally got this damn website up and running, which took FORever...8 months to be precise. Keeping up with the trends means following a lot of mom/dad blogs, working mom blogs, and other female blogs. Posting just 1 blog per day, promoting it on fb and twitter, and reading my favorite bloggers daily would take at least 8 hours, easy. Here I must point out that the antecedent to my writing is Fischer. I have offspring. I am a mom, and by design or not, I'm a SAHM. And Fish is a toddler with SPD. He runs my ass ragged all day long. So, I can't spend 8 hours writing and reading. I also have to squeeze in applying for "real jobs" every day, which is a full-time job in-and-of itself. Then you throw in ridiculous necessities like laundry, dishes, cleaning (or mere tidying up in my world), cooking, paying bills, getting groceries, and errands.
I used to clean-up quite well and dress in chic clothing with stellar shoes. I suppose I could have just ended that statement with clean-up and dress and it would have been adequate. My living space was immaculate. I've mopped my current floor 3 times over the past 12 months, and right now, I'm looking down at some sort of sticky, gooey, gunk that slightly resembles something that should only be seen while swirling down the toilet. I pay bills late, and I never clean my car. I play tractors, trucks, Captain Hook, tag, hide-and-seek, bike ride, and do activities each and every day, but i know that it isn't enough. This stuff takes TIME. I have several friends who are also SAHMs. They have similar complaints about lack of time, mental stability, and a trashy living space- qualities of a true SAHM- and most of them are not also trying to write and find a job. So, the conclusion that I've arrived at is this: a shit-ton (which is a lot) of the moms who claim to be SAHMs and write...total bollocks.
I read blogs from SAHMs who complain about similar things, yet they have time to post 3 or 4 posts per day, plus freelance, and contribute to other blogs. I say bullshit. I've only got 1 living, breathing little person to raise and it's difficult for me to write 1 blog per day. I read blogs of parents with 4+ offspring, many of which include major special-needs children. What the hell? Have they discovered some coffee with supernatural powers? Do they smuggle ativan and xanax on the side? Can they actually function with a bottle of wine running through their system everyday? Do they only require 4 hours of shut-eye for full-functioning capacity? Or, do they have an offspring remote equipped with stop, pause, and play features? Pretty sure the answer is not any of the fore mentioned. They are just full of shit. SAHMs who blog, freelance, guest contribute and write books must either parent make-believe offspring or they covet the secret N-word (nanny). This conclusion makes me feel liberated. I can talk myself into and out-of almost anything, which is really quite the attribute when you fail on a daily basis. Self-validation is so underrated.
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