Hi there, I’m a mother. I write a blog. I write a blog about topics that relate to parenting. What does that mean in the scope of the (groan) blogosphere? Oh, a mommy blog. Did you just fall asleep and reach to click on your email? WAIT! I also write about crime and couches and Science and sexism! I’m a city lady of varied interests who does a little good and little bad and gets embroiled in scandal. Still bored? Well, then call me whatever you want. But seriously, my eyes kind of side dagger people who call me a “mommy blogger”.
First of all, I wretch at the word “mommy”. Sure, my children call me that but they are infant girls. You are not an infant and you certainly did not pop out of my vagina (or did you? HEY-O!) so please do not call me a “mommy”. I am an adult woman who happens to have children and the proclivity to write on the Internet.
The term “mommy blogger” is also dismissive. Blogging is the z-list of media to begin with, but I’ve noticed the sub-genre of mommy blogs are seen as a yammering hen house comprised of pampered, yoga-panted women with too much time on their hands. While that may be true in some cases (do not judge my pants!) it’s not exactly fair. Tech blogs, gossip blogs, news blogs and the like are respected as citizen journalism, so why not female-written blogs that focus on parenting?
Equally confusing is why “mommy blogs” are dismissed in the first place. Heather Armstrong, who catapulted to fame after getting fired for blogging and then going public with her postpartum depression, was #26 on Forbes Most Influential Women In Media list. Chicago Now’s own blog star Nicole Knepper brings in substantial traffic and has nearly 200,000 Facebook fans. That means revenue and exposure. Obviously someone is interested!
Oh well. Someone in the comments the other day called me a “funny looking MILF” so I guess “mommy blogger” ain’t that bad.
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