
all atwitter over here as we get ready for the Seventh Birthday of The Middle Child. this is her at right around Three. my cute little hairless girl she was. now there’s more hair, slightly less attitude, and she can read.
pin the tail on the horse, rainbow confetti cake with *shooting stars* (she has such earnest yet misplaced confidence in my frosting skills), a small crafty pursuit of some sort, the ubiquitous goody bags, the !@#$#% pencil rolls i have yet to buy batting for. tonight! tonight! there’s only you tonight!
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and no, i didn’t give up the quest. (sorry love - i’ll be the good girl this time around and you can be my sweet but naughty best friend who has all the fun while i worry about arriving on time to band practice)
but sweet holy cupcakes, you’ve seen my recent posts…is it the better choice to press on with what sometimes amounts to large sums of drivel or to know thyself and pull the plug on a well-intended but exhausting enterprise?
to each her own, i think. and to explain…
now we proceed toward that segment of the program in which she admits grudgingly that this nablopomo thing has indeed been a good idea.
yes, that’s right.
for nearly a month now i’ve stared the Blank Screen of Death in the face and daily wrestled something forth to put on the page. not always erudite, or well-considered, interesting, wordy or topical. but something.
this has been a public journal of sorts for the last 28 days, and honestly pretty uncomfortable. but it’s reminded me that i love to write, that the reason i started this little robot jumping was to communicate about whatever to whomever. there’s this world of online goodness to take in and enjoy and be inspired by, and here’s my little corner to say what i think about it, and what i made for dinner, and what i might be buying tomorrow or how my hair bugs me or how my *homeschool journey* sometimes feels like a shipwreck. basically, anything i want. i mean, how cool is that?
and yet somewhere along the blogging path things got a little weird: i started to compare myself with other bloggers, other mothers, others and their little corners of the internet. things became very blurred - where was the division line between blogging and living? what pictures will i share? which will i keep for just us? what is wrong with me that i look at nearly everything my kids do and think “should i post this?” why do i care so frakking much what people i’ve never even SEEN think of my silly mundane ramblings? am i interesting enough? is that thing i made/painted/found/thrifted/enjoyed worthy of putting up on flickr? will i earn points of favor, get lots of comments or be linked to or spoken of? am i just a freaked out introvert who needs a vacation? inquiring minds want to know.
and sheesh don’t for a second misunderstand me, all that is terrific and nice work if you can get it, and how wonderful when something you’ve created is passed around and copied and admired and hey, go for that etsy marketing to make some cash, i mean it - go girl go. when your pictures delight and inspire, when something you can’t help but say tumbles out and a few other souls Out There get it, get you, commiserate, congratulate, ponder with you. how cool is that?
but it is such a fine little line, and this nagging voice inside my head (probably the same one that comes around poolside in summer to whisper “melanooo-ma”) keeps going on about integrity, and pleasing only me, and doing this little drama for nobody else and at the end of the day who cares if anyone is out there listening, praising, ignoring, commenting, avoiding or oblivious.
maybe you don’t struggle with this. maybe your confidence exceeds mine so much that you’re incredulous at my admissions. good for you, seriously. send me your helpful thoughts. i put far too high a price on approval, and maybe that’s one great reason to get out of this ballgame altogether.
so i’m still working it all out, but nablopomo has done the favor of making me want to try and get back there, back to not giving a hoot about doing this for any other reasons than those i started with: it’s therapeutic, a terrific writing exercise, i’ve met the coolest online girlfriends and local ones i’d never have known otherwise, it keeps me from losing my sanity here in stay-at-home-momland, it keeps me current, and it’s fun. even if nobody was listening.
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Oh, I thought you were going to say you were done blogging, and I just stumbled upon this blog a little while ago….um, so please don’t quit. One girl in Oregon, who thinks your kitchen is fabulous is listening.
Comment by her giant November 28, 2007 @ 11:59 pmI completely hear what you are saying about losing touch with why you started blogging. I think many of us out there can get caught up in the stats and link-backs. That is why I like to post daily…it prevents me from censoring myself. And that is how I end up with a post entirely about bar-b-q! You just have to do what feels right.
Comment by Rachel November 29, 2007 @ 7:47 amummmm…I know it doesn’t matter, but, ummm… I like your blog.
Comment by Kelly November 29, 2007 @ 7:59 amwell, I was listening. so happy to have found your blog, to have met you.
I struggle with some of those things, too-
in the middle of breakfast (well they’re all expecting it, and for me to make it…) so I have to run, but I’ll be back tonight.
just wanted to post now and tell you I’m glad you’re here
Comment by j November 29, 2007 @ 8:09 amyou know, i’ve really enjoyed hearing more from you this month. you’ve done great.
Comment by kirsten November 29, 2007 @ 8:27 amThat whole last paragraph totally sums it up.
We blog to share.
We blog to forge friendships among crafty women.
We blog because it puts us in touch with like minded souls, where we can crochet body parts or needle felt tiny animals or make big silly looking plush toys or drawings of people with trees coming out of their heads and noone will think we’re weird.
I think you do a wonderful job. And I think every blogger, and every blog has it’s own set of aims, and as long as you feel you’re being true to those aims, there will be people out there willing to share it with you.
Nice, isn’t it?
xxx
Comment by Hyena In Petticoats November 29, 2007 @ 8:57 amI’m listening…. and sometimes I feel similarly too. Like just now, I looked at bloglines and saw you had 103 whole subscribers. You must be WAY cooler than me!! :) But, then I get lazy…and let three weeks pass in between my own blog posts. I enjoy your blog very much. Do keep it up!
Comment by stacy November 29, 2007 @ 9:06 amOh boy, have I ever pondered these same thoughts! It’s a constant struggle. Every day, every post. Maybe I should have attempted the Na-blah-blah thing. Hmm, maybe next year.
Comment by beki November 29, 2007 @ 9:08 amOkay, my earnest band geek friend, you weren’t supposed to tell ALL of my self doubting, obsessive blogging secrets. Sheesh.
Again… so wish you were closer. So.
Comment by Stefani November 29, 2007 @ 9:43 amShit. You have 103 subscribers? You’re way cooler than me too. But then, I already thought that.
My personal blogging weirdness is always trying to make my posts shorter, my writing more succinct. I worry that if I ramble on, people will be too bored to keep reading. So I write, and then I cut and cut and cut some more. Why am I trying this hard? Who knows? I guess I just like that way.
I can’t see myself ever being able to post daily though. Certainly not for a whole month. The thing I like best about blogging is that I don’t have to do it.
Comment by Jen November 29, 2007 @ 10:55 amI’m listening. And if I didn’t KNOW you were cool and fun and interesting and inspiring (even when listing the contents of your handbag) I wouldn’t be reading. And I have so enjoyed reading EVERY DAY this month. Cuz girl, I missed you when you went awol last winter/spring.
And if people aren’t smart enought to love the witty banter and drudgery that you so eloquently put forth - screw em. ;)
Comment by laeroport November 29, 2007 @ 11:09 amAnd 25 pencil rolls later, I’ve never put batting in one. E-mail me if you want a private tut on the laeroport method.
Comment by laeroport November 29, 2007 @ 11:10 amYou echo my thoughts so completely. I wish we lived close enough to have a cup of coffee.
Comment by Amy November 29, 2007 @ 11:38 amI walked past a book called Approval Addiction (or something like that) at Borders the other night and briefly paused wondering if they (the self esteem gods) meant that just for me.
Then I dismissed the thought because I find self help books hopelessly boring and wandered over to my usual station (crafting and sewing) and finally purchased In Stitches with my 40% off coupon.
But still I wonder… do I care too much about approval and good feedback? Why can’t I just do it for me? Why why why do I give a frack?
I’ve really enjoyed hearing so much from you in November. I hope it’s inspired you to post more minutia. Some of us truly do find it interesting and inspiring.
You write for you, right? Then screw all of the thoughts in your head floating around wondering who cares, or who is listening. Some people blog for attention, some for nostalgia, some reaching out to others, some to send a message, some to document …… the list goes on and on. It is our nature to compare ourselves to others (are we ‘fit’ enough to survive) but I also believe it is one of our greatest downfalls. Unless we use it to help define our personal truths.
I am listening and enjoying and I guess in some way comparing myself to you. I do this with many blogs. All do one thing at the end of the day ….. inspire me set the bar a little higher in the morning.
Comment by Amy November 29, 2007 @ 1:30 pmI’m listening, and yeah, it is very cool when someone gets it.
I love reading your blog, viewing you beautiful pictures. It makes my day.
Comment by Bethany November 29, 2007 @ 2:06 pmback again –
sounds like you’re trying to set some guidelines for blogging (the division line between blogging and living). that’s a good idea.
I think I told you that I found your blog through a design blog- pictures of your lovely home posted there. I’ve been doing some redecorating (in a mild sort of way) and was browsing for ideas. and you’ve done a great job with your house. but, I came back to your blog because I found a real person, unpretentious and kind.
a post I remember: my daughter and I got the biggest kick out of your post at the laundromat and you telling us that your mom tells you to wear mom clothes. that was fun- just ’cause it was you.
and by the way, you are a wonderful writer.
Comment by j November 29, 2007 @ 2:36 pmbeing up and about in blog-land isn’t really any different from being up and about in regular-land, is it? there are posers and brag-outs and suck-ups and snooty girls in cliques and mysterious arty types that are quite compelling .. i guess the real difference is, you can simply choose not to participate in this other dimension. but if you do (choose) (to participate), then why slink around with your trapper-keeper pressed tightly to your chest staring at the linoleum and turning red? it’s a whole other world in which to get comfortable with yourself, and who knows, maybe it makes it easier to be yourself in the real world.
.. crap, i could have blogged this.
Comment by Lori November 29, 2007 @ 4:16 pmdude. if i got a buck for everytime i’ve heard “you’d be SO POPULAR if you didn’t curse so much” i’d be damn rich.
but you know what? that’s not me. in my head i curse worse than a sailor. and since those words can’t fly out of my mouth every three seconds, they fly out of my fingers — i can’t help it. it’s my voice.
(yeah, cursing is my voice. freaking pathetic.)
so, meh. i’m me. that’s who i am. it’s better to be hated for who you are than loved for who you’re not.
Comment by capello November 29, 2007 @ 5:32 pmoh! and happy birthday to the little lady!
that picture is cracking me up because it’s *so* her but with some baby fat and less height. and TONS more hair.
Comment by capello November 29, 2007 @ 5:34 pmall I can say is everything in moderation. :)
you’re already cool. you don’t need us to tell you. but we will.
Comment by Alicia A. November 30, 2007 @ 10:54 amI relate to this post so well- I’m sure glad you are who you are…and thoroughly enjoy each of your posts!
Comment by carol November 30, 2007 @ 2:03 pmOoooooooooooh, I have a baldy 3 yr old currently. Love it and love your blog.
Comment by SGM November 30, 2007 @ 3:27 pmMe! Me! Me! Yup, you said it, I feel it. Sadly, this NaBloPoMo thing just exasperated me. well, and it made me reconsider a few things, gave me a bit of clarity on others. The approval of others. Wow, I had gotten to a point in my life where I just really didn’t care. Then I started blogging. And it took me back to high school and made me desirous of everyone’s approval, again. This month helped me see what I needed out of my blog and what I want to contribute to it.
Comment by Robyn November 30, 2007 @ 10:29 pmanyways, I’ve had fun reading your “drivel” as you call it.
Oh this was just so insightful and good. I am with you and I guess my way of dealing with these feelings is to just keep busy. That is my damn solution for everything I guess. And part of me hates it.
The writing every day-which I couldn’t stick to and missed a few, really kicked my butt.
Hugs and love
Comment by colorsonmymind December 2, 2007 @ 6:17 amSeriously, thanks for this post! Sometimes I need that reminder to just enjoy blogging and not think about it too hard… I’ve definitely been feeling a bit burnt out on it, but I think mostly I have been feeling that way because I am not allowing myself to really enjoy it. So thank you tons since I totally needed to read this & have someone else put into words how I felt! :)
Comment by Chara Michele December 4, 2007 @ 2:58 pmI love your blog (both the words and the pictures) and am going back to read the rest of your november posts I missed (been away) and I thank you for it!! I think it’s unique too.
Comment by VictoriaE December 18, 2007 @ 3:35 pm