It’s kind of sad that I haven’t posted anything for a week. The feed reader got really backed up – hey, I keep finding interesting stuff and adding it! – and I’m starting to leave comments here and there on other blogs, but it seems like the more time I spend on those, the less I have for my own. (And then there’s the paying job, which still feels like it will never be caught up, and the life-and-family stuff…like Willy Wonka said, “We have so much time and so little to do! Strike that. Reverse it.”)
PunditMom had a post today regarding whether there might be something better than “mommy bloggers” to label and describe women who happen to be parents and are blogging about the world at large in addition to their own family worlds. Since my last post here concerned my “identity crisis” about whether or not I’m a “mom blogger,” it resonated with me. I don’t know what else to call it either, but I know one of the reasons I was reflecting on it last week is that there is a certain image associated with the term that I don’t fit – but as I make my way around the blog world, I find plenty of others that don’t either. (And I’ve also found there are tons of other “book bloggers,” too, and moms who blog about books…it’s hard to find a truly unique niche out here, but finding out you’re part of a community can be nice too.)
Maybe we’re all communicators, and we can leave it that.