There is something I want to address after reading some pretty frank things recently about Mommy Blogs in general and my blog in particular and how they are viewed in the grand scheme of things. I know there are people who struggle with blogs. Aren't they just vanity incarnate? Aren't they just illusions of perfection designed to induce feelings of guilt and inadequacy amongst fellow moms? Aren't they just places for people to worship at the temple of ME?
Obviously, I don't think so, but I do admit that maybe I have been a little remiss in posting frequent reminders of an important fact that all blog readers should keep in mind, so here goes...
I don't claim to speak for anyone else so remember that when I say...this blog is not my diary. A diary is a safe, guarded place that you can pour your heart and soul into and chew over all the thoughts in your head. If you are 12, that might be which Jonas brother is the dreamiest. If you are 32 it might be the heart pains of showing up to yet another friend's wedding without a date and crying out in written prayer for God to please send you the fulfillment of your vocation. I never really was a diary writer, but if I was, I certainly wouldn't share it in an open forum like this.
This blog is more like a scrapbook. There are rows and rows of scrapbook aisles with pretty paper, cute chipboard cutouts and themed stickers in every store with a craft section to prove that no one wants to waste time making an ugly one. I am probably just as picky about what I put here as I would be putting together a scrapbook that I would leave out on my coffee table. This is not "True Confessions of a Catholic Mom" although being that it is my place, I reserve the right to include some if I so choose.
If I was going to document a family vacation to Florida, you can bet your sweet bippy that I wouldn't waste my time putting in the blurry pictures of highway or writing down how much we paid for gas in Mississippi or how many fights broke out over who's turn it was to play the Gameboy. Now, if somebody got stung by a jellyfish which then turned into a funny story involving humorous yet disgusting natural remedies, that might be something I'd jot down for posterity's sake.
So if you come here and feel inadequate at how your life looks compared to these pictures, please remember, they are just snapshots. A camera lens focused in on one isolated subject, not a wide open panorama to my whole life. And when I post a picture of a beautiful cake that I actually made, decorated and served to my family, it's the real deal, not a facade. I'm not obligated to show anyone the dirty dishes in the sink! Since most of us are all moms, I just assume everyone knows they are there.
And just in case anyone missed how imperfect my life can be at times, here are a few reminders:
Mirrors followed up with Thinking
Batting Practice in My Head