When I write about things here on my blog, I make it a point not to exaggerate, or embellish things to seem a way that they are not. Basically, I avoid being a liar. I consider myself a pretty candid person. I try my best to present things diplomatically, and not be rude, even though really, it’s my blog, and I can say things as I want to, whether anyone likes it or not. But really, and I don’t say this to try to pump myself up, I’m a nice person. I don’t like being mean. I don’t enjoy being snarky and hurting peoples feelings. I think curse words are ugly. And that’s the reality of who I am.
I don’t hate motherhood. I enjoy being a SAHM, even though I do have other career goals. I love cooking for my husband. Im not that jazzed about the “keeping house” thing, but hey, I roll with it, and I’m ok with it. Im not independent, and don’t honestly want to be. The whole “I don’t cook, I don’t clean, Don’t expect any sex” thing that seems to be popular among married women these days……I don’t think that’s cute, or appealing. But that’s just me. All of it, is just me. And if you think differently, or you think my life sucks, that’s the beauty of being human…we’re all different.
I read a plethora of different blogs. Right now, I’m subscribed to 316 different blogs. And when I say different, I mean really, really different. Mom Blogs from all points on the spectrum. But it seems that the only time I see such compliments as “Oh, I love how honest you are” “Im so glad to see you’re blogging about the things moms REALLY face” “It’s about time someone same along that didn’t try to make it seem like having a baby was fluff and rainbows.” is on the blogs of moms who are having a rough time with baby, or seem to have a negative attitude about everything, or curse up a storm, or honestly don’t even seem like they want to be a mom!
I’m not saying anything against these blogs, or the people who write them. Quite the contrary, actually. I follow (and love) these blogs because their point of view is not mine, but it still interests me. I enjoy reading/seeing things from another person’s perspective. I read these blogs for ALL of the reasons in the comments that I offered as examples.
So what’s the issue?
Well, the issue is the implication that the “other” type of mom blogger, because her life isnt falling apart, she’s not being honest. Because for some of us, the baby blues came and went with no lasting effects, we must think being a mom is all about pink ponies that puke purple polka dots, and that everyone who doesn’t is horrible. That because I present myself as happy, and in love with my child, and content with being “just” a mom, my blog is a lie. And this grinds my gears. Every mother, every wife, every woman, period, is going to get a different experience out of life. Mine being a good one doesn’t make it any less “real” than anyone else’s and I really don’t understand that mentality.
“Being Mrs. Jones” is a blog about just that. My experiences as a mother and wife. I’ve had some dark moments, in both of those roles. But they’re the exception, and not the norm. I won’t make my life to be something it’s not just for page views and drama. It’s just not me. Honestly. Anything that I can share with my readers than can be helpful to you, make you laugh, make you smile, I will. I’ll tell you how schedules work for me, and how Izzy pinches me when she nurses. I’ll probably share some sentiments about the hubby on my anniversary on Monday. And truth be told, Izzy and Byron BOTH get on my nerves, on a daily basis, but i’m sure I get on theirs too. But, of course, there are things that are intimate, and private, and belong to me, and only me. Some pictures of Izzy are just for her grandparents. Some things are too special for pictures, and stay just between me, Izzy, and Byron, only in our memories. And some things are just none of yall’s business, lol.