WARNING: This is not a usual June Cleaver Nirvana post. I am not quitting blogging. I am not having a nervous breakdown. In fact, it has been a lovely day. This post is about how my blog has unknowingly turned into a BRAND. Writing about the fact that my blog has turned into a brand doesn’t fall within my brand. IRONIC, eh?
I read a post earlier today from Jenn over at Mommy Needs Coffee that really made me think. Her post is about forgiving herself in relation to mommy blogging.
Mommy blogging is a funny thing. I think it has allowed me better perspective in the moment, but it has increased my likelihood of crying during a Hallmark commercial due to imposed self-reflection.
It has widened my dreams and exposed me to possibilities that I couldn’t dream.
It has caused me to laugh more and connect like never before.
It has lead to creativity and work.
It has lead to writing practice.
I think it has been great.
I think it has been awful.
I hate that my kids run when I pull out the camera.
I hate that wherever I go or whatever I do has the asterisk of what I will write about it in the back of my mind.*
In most cases that is a self-imposed asterisk.
I hate that time that it takes to crop photos, arrange posts, research topics.
I hate that I haven’t visited every person who has commented here.
I hate that there are Alexa scores, Twitter Karma, Klout, PR, likes, followers, “friends” and PR.
What started out as a scrapbook is now a brand.
What started out as a journal is now a platform.
What started out as something agenda-less now has a 1500 word disclosure page.
What does all this mean?
I haven’t a clue.
I don’t think anyone else does either.
I do believe I may have been misleading by titling this, “what it means to be a mommy blogger“. I have no insight.
What I can say is that I plan to continue what I love…
I will also try and rein in my competitive nature in this arena. I don’t have time to participate right now. I am opting out of the competition for the time being despite the possibility of regrets.
I hope to have time in the future and when the time is right, I will be all in.
Or maybe I will just go play poker...Powered by Sidelines