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The Stress Was Getting To Me

Have you noticed anything different about my blog? Look over to your right…see it now? The blogroll (or should I say the lack of traditional blogroll…) Okay, so now that we’re on the same page, let me explain.

My blogroll was stressing me out. I had so many people to add and I just hadn’t added them yet. My Google Reader has become my blogroll and I’m continually adding to it. Also, the order of my blogroll was making me worry that I was playing favorites. It’s hard to say Heather from Queen of Shake-Shake is more worthy of “top billing” than say Brandy from It’s Like I’m Magic. I tried to put less “famous” bloggers toward the top of the blogroll, but then I couldn’t get them in an order that seemed fair. I thought about changing the order every few days or just doing an alphabetical list, but this just wasn’t the answer.

So….I decided that although this worry was pretty senseless, I needed to change. Instead of the traditional blogroll, I decided to share my items that I read from Google Reader. That way, everyone I read can be on the list as long as they post something that day.

There are some downsides, however. You’re only allowed 10 shared items and I read A LOT more than 10 posts per day. Also, if you don’t post for a while, you won’t be found on my list. And the worst thing is that Google Reader does not always promptly let me know when there are new posts. Sometimes your posts don’t show up for 8 hours after you’ve posted.

I’m going to give it a whirl. If I don’t like it after awhile, I’ll go back to the traditional blogroll and put all 7,000 of you on it.

And if you don’t like it, then I’m sending this thug after you.

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Also, I’m experimenting with responding to comments in my own comments sections. I’m completely paranoid thanks to this thought-provoking post that someone will think that I don’t value your effort in leaving a comment. Some people email replies, but I don’t have everyone’s email. I just don’t want people to feel like they have to check my page over and over to see if I’ve commented on their comment…Does that make ANY sense??

Attention Thinking Blog Award Bestowers! This is the Post for You…

I mentioned in yesterday’s post that my writing doesn’t fit in the genre of “thinking blog.” Please accept the following crap as evidence.


I’ve made it no secret that I enjoy the children’s program Blue’s Clues. My favorite, and I believe most people’s favorite host is Steve. It was a sad, sad day when Steve went off to college and was replaced by creepy Joe. Peanut is happy to watch Blue’s Clues, as well, although he is oblivious to whether the host of the show is Steve or creepy Joe.

Have any of you watched the newer spin-off of Blue’s Clues, Blue’s Room? Well, to put it mildly, this show is the biggest piece of shit show ever produced. It’s horrible. It’s mind numbing. It’s the worst show on TV, next to CSI: Miami with that vomit-inducing David Caruso.

The producers, writers, and directors of this show should be ashamed of themselves and possibly even jailed on charges of criminal negligence. The character of Blue, who can now talk thanks to this horrendous show, is so irritating. Worse is the character of Sprinkles, Blue’s baby brother. I feel like severing my auditory nerve every time I hear his whiny little voice. And creepy Joe? He must be mortified to walk around in public. His part in the show, as a supporting actor to PUPPETS, must haunt him.

I certainly wouldn’t want to offend any children who actually are fans of this show. Peanut is not a fan of the show as I’ve learned now for several mornings in a row. Nick Jr. has been playing new episodes (the horror!) at 9am, when I shower. Usually, he sits quietly in his pack-n-play while I shower. The past several mornings I’ve heard him crying while I was in the shower. I blame you damn Blue’s Room for my abbreviated showering routine (I’m shaking my fist and scowling angrily).

As for the title of this blog, please understand that I’m making fun of myself for feeling the need to blog about a most inane subject. Most of my post subjects are inane, but I’ve reached an all-time low here. Thinking blogger, I am not.

Here in My Corner of the Blogosphere

Some great questions have been posed regarding mommyblogging by a favorite of mine, Her Bad Mother. In fact, it seems that the topic of mommyblogging and the analyzation of our chosen “hobby” or “profession” has been a recurring theme in many of the blogs I’ve read recently. Although, I’m a lazy bum who should go find all the posts and put their links here, I’m going to defer to Sara at Suburban Oblivion who has already done an excellent job of tackling the subject and including links. It also must be said that I have Sara to thank for my blogging addiction, as hers was the first blog I ever read.

Here are the answers to most of the questions posed by Her Bad Mother. I apologize that my answers lack the eloquence I wish to convey. Please be assured that I’ve actually been working on this for several weeks and my pregnancy brain has been stretched to it’s limit.

1. Who are we? What is a mommyblogger? What kind of mommyblogger (parent blogger) are you?

I think “we” are a community of mostly women who have found an outlet to tell our stories. We’ve found a place to vent, discuss, brag, question, stretch our minds, have adult conversation, and make friends. The blogosphere is ours, we don’t share it with poopy diapers, socks left on the floor, dishes in the sink, pediatrician’s appointments, and all of the other irritations of motherhood.

As far as being a mommyblogger, I’m honored to be a part of this group. It never fails to amaze me when I read something that I wish I could hold and own myself. Other mommybloggers’ views and insights into motherhood and beyond are so reassuring to my own sanity as a Mother. My posts are typically in regards to the day to day trials and tribulations or questions about parenthood that I encounter.

2. Who are we writing to? Who is our audience?

Generally, I think we are writing for other Mothers and for ourselves. On my blog, I try to evenly post about myself and my kid(dos). I try to think about topics that are either funny or of interest to people who visit my blog. It’s obvious when one post is better received than others it seems. One comment versus 22 comments speaks volumes. We also can use our blogs as a way to reach out for support when this whole motherhood gig gets a bit overwhelming.

3. Why are we writing? What is our purpose?

I write because it is one of the only places I feel that I can really be heard. My husband doesn’t want to hear the mundane details of what I do each day from losing sippy cups to gossip heard in an OB/GYN office. Writing in the form of a blog allows for feedack and comments, where if I were just journaling my thoughts, the much needed support would not be there.

I also write because it feels amazing to be creative. It feels good to not take myself too seriously. It feels good to have people read what you’ve written. It feels good to receive comments and feedback.

Since starting my blog, I feel like I am back to more of the person I was before I became a Mother. I feel like the true “me” has been in hiding since my son was born. Here in my blog, I get to be more than just a Mom. It’s nice to be validated again.

4. What is the context for our writing? What are we saying? What is our message?

Our messages vary from day to day, from blog to blog. On our good days we can share important news or tell the funny story of what happened at the grocery story. In the same respect, when we have those days that should be filed under “Do Over”, we can reach out to our readers for support, encouragement, and advice.

Some blogs try to be funny by examining the absurdities of life with children. Some blogs make you think by discussing a topic with meat, a topic beyond diapers, poop, and tantrums. Some blogs can do both. Mine is probably NOT in the thinking blog arena, although I truly enjoy reading other’s well-written, researched, and passionate posts!

5. How does the medium of blogging affect all of the above (that is, does, or how does, the communication of our messages through blogs, bear upon the message itself? Bonus points if you leave Mcluhan out of it.)

The medium of blogging has allowed all of us to become writers (some obviously more technically talented than others.) Generally I think the blogosphere, in terms of mommyblogs, is a supportive place. When I say supportive, that doesn’t necessarily mean that we don’t have very strong differences in opinions and values. There are times, however, that bloggers and commenters may feel very free to say things that face-to-face they wouldn’t dream of saying. For many, blogging and commenting is anonymous. The anonymity can be a safety net but also a license to say unkind things. Luckily, I haven’t personally encountered any rude or uncouth comments and I typically don’t read posts that I feel are posing a purposely confrontational subject.

6. What kind of citizen are you in the parent blogosphere? How and why do you comment? Link? Give awards? How important is ‘off-blog’ (or inter-blog) activity to the parent blogging community?

I try to comment on anyone’s blog who has given me a comment. I do this because I love that I’ve been visited and read, it’s my way of saying thank you. In fact, it’s how I’ve found some truly fantastic writers who entertain me with their stories. I also comment when I’ve read something that makes me laugh, cry, think, or question a worthy topic. Admitting this is embarrassing but, I also have blog crushes and commenting is like smiling at that cute boy in the hall in 7th grade when I leave a comment.

I link to blogs usually to make a point or clarify my purpose in my own post. Other times, someone else has written something so amazing that it must be shared with whomever is willing to click on the link.

I’ve not yet given an award, but daily I read something that I think is worthy of an award. There are some unbelievable writers among the mommybloggers.

7. What are some tried and true hangover remedies that you know?

Greasy cheeseburgers and fries…haven’t needed anything of the sort for at least 32 weeks!

So everyone, what are your thoughts on the subject of mommybloggers? How do you feel about the title? What is your purpose in your blog? Are you caught up in the number of comments and visitors you receive?

Please see the post below if you’re interested in participating in a meme with me…I’ll post a link to your blog if you play along….You know you want to ….come on!

It’s a Tag Yourself Meme

I asked Janet “aka” Wonder Mom at Dancing Through to “tag” me for this 5 question meme. She came up with some great interview questions for me to answer. The game continues when you!!! the reader ask to be interviewed.

Here are my questions and answers.

1. What is the worst playdate you have ever been on? What happened?

Technically, I haven’t ever been to a really terrible playdate. My playgroupie pals are generally a fun, easy going gang, so luckily nothing horrible has happened. However, we had a very bad library storytime experience once (I’m counting this as a playdate). Peanut was in a funk, and I mean, he was the DEVIL INCARNATE. He cried and hit and generally acted awful. To make things even worse, another Mother said her daughter would never act like that in public. She made me feel so embarrassed, but I felt more anger and resentment towards her.

2. What is the worst thing you could possibly do in a playgroup?

I have to laugh at this question…in my playgroup we’ve had our fair share of odd ducks and generally obnoxious people. There was one Mother who constantly touted her brilliance and general superiority to every other Mother in the group. When someone had made a parenting “oops”, she’d be the first to point out what she would have done to avoid such a ridiculous mistake. Her condescending attitude eventually earned her a ticket out of our playgroup. So, the worst thing you could do in a playgroup is not support the other Mothers and act like your parenting skills are far superior to everyone else’s.

3. Have you made many new mommy friends or do you still have the same friends from before mommyhood?

Most of my local friends are Mothers. I’ve met the vast majority through my playgroup and a few through La Leche League and the library storytimes. When we first moved to Alabama, I was pregnant and I had no friends. Joining a playgroup was the best thing I ever did for myself.

4. What’s the worst date you have ever had?

I was asked to come along on a double date back in high school. I really can’t say that it was a set-up because I don’t think my date was interested in actually going on the date. I think we were just asked to come along as support. When they came to pick us up, it was obvious that my date was NOT PLEASED. He seemed utterly disgusted by me. The entire evening (I don’t even recall exactly what we did), he said maybe 10 words to me. At the end of the night, I’ve never seen someone so relieved to be out of my presence. I was mortified.

5. Have you ever been on a blind date?

I suppose that the double date I just told ya’ll about could count as a blind date. In college, I was set up on a blind date for one of my sorority dances. He was from a different university and traveled to my university for the dance. Remember the reaction of my date above? Well, sadly and I’m uneasy to admit, that was my reaction to this date. He was a giant dork. No personality. Greasy hair. And he smelled…funny. Not like body odor or poop, but funny. The dance was not fun, he didn’t want to dance or drink. He stayed with me in my apartment ON THE COUCH and left the next morning, never to be seen or heard from again. Whew!

Thanks so much, Janet, for these fun questions!

Hey, do you want to play, too?? Just let me know in the comments or you can email me at playgroupie at yahoo dot com. I’ll come up with 5 personalized questions for you. Also, let me know if there are any subjects off limits because I’m dying to know about your hot sex life.

Here are Toni’s questions and answers… and Kara’s …. and Heather’s… and Mommiebear2’s

***Please check out this post so that I can hear your thoughts on blogging anonymity…

Gaining Weight is Fabulous

I had my 32 weeks appointment at the OB/GYN yesterday. After the last visit, I was a bit worried about the news I might receive.

Here’s a quick (I promise) history…
Peanut was born at 37 weeks, I had to be induced because I was diagnosed with Intrauterine Growth Restriction. This means he had quit growing and needed to come out soon. I’ve always questioned this diagnosis, as my husband and I were both small babies and I felt that he was just meant to be small.

So back to this pregnancy, Petunia at my last appointment, was measuring almost three weeks behind. Being the worrier that I am, I started thinking about premature birth, problems breastfeeding, incubators, the NICU… I was sure that she was okay, but the worry gene was still in panic mode.

Here’s the GREAT NEWS!!!!! According to the ultrasound, she is measuring in the 31-32 week range! She’s in the 40th %ile!!!! The ultrasound tech estimated her weight to be 4 lbs, 4 oz! With eight weeks to go until the due date, she could possibly be an averaged size baby.

Tate and I asked the doctor to compare Petunia’s current size to Peanut’s size at 32 weeks. He was much smaller. In fact, I measured 31 weeks when I gave birth to him. I suppose that I could be wrong (ouch, it hurts to admit that) about the IUGR in my pregnancy with Peanut. Maybe the doctor was actually right (gasp!).

If I knew how to scan in pictures, I’d show off my ultrasound pics. Because I know how much I love looking at other peoples blobs and smudges on their ultrasound pictures. (Okay, maybe not!)

Please check out the post below and share your comments about anonymity in blogging…I’d like to hear your thoughts.

Is Your Cat Out of the Bag?

I’m curious. I read this blog by BlogWhore at Mommies Are People, Too, and it got me thinking.

Who knows about your blog? Friends? Family? Your husband/wife/significant other?

If they don’t know about your blog, then why?

If they do know about your blog, do they read it? Do they comment? Do they have an opinion about your blog and/or blogging habits?

If you post anonymously, do you worry about being found out? Do you worry about posting pictures?

Here are my answers:

*I’ve told most of my friends about my blog. My husband, SIL, and brother know about my blog. I purposely haven’t told my parents about this blog.

*I’m not sure why I haven’t told my parents, but it’s probably because I worry that they would think it’s weird and judge me.

*I don’t know for sure which of my friends (who live out-of-town) read my blog. A few have left comments or told me that they read me. A few have left one or two comments then have not been back (according to site meter). As far as my husband, I don’t know if he’s ever read my blog. He tells me that he thinks that all I do is talk about him. (I do, of course, talk and bitch about him, but not all the time. Right?) Tate also teases me about being addicted to the computer, which is true.

*I use pseudonyms for my husband and kids. My name really is Jennifer. I say that we live in Lower Alabama but not the specific town. I do this because my husband is sure that predators are reading this blog waiting to come murder us all. He’s possibly right. I do sort of worry about posting pictures, but I think that they add something to my blog. I’m a Mom, I love to show pictures of my kid(s).

I’d love to know what you think. If you’d rather write your own post, that’s fine…please leave me your link in the comments section so that I can read about it.

Eet’s a Meestery

I’m sure that this is an oft blogged about topic in land of mommyblogs. What happens to all the sippy cups? Where do they go? Is there a wasteland of half-full (or half-empty…however you look at it) sippy cups somewhere?

Yesterday when emptying the dishwasher, I noticed that there were waaaay more lids than cups. I thought to myself, “Self, the cups must be in the cupboard, waiting patiently for the return of their lids.”

No such luck. No sad and lonely cups in the cupboard. Just a bunch of lids sans cups.

I checked all of Peanut’s hiding places. I’ve checked under the coffee table. Under the couches. In his room. In the car (which I never let him have but one special cup in the car that IS actually leak proof).

I did not check in the garbage. We can afford more.

I thought to blame Tate. (I’m good at blaming.) Surely he had something to do with the cups disappearances. But, really, what would he want with the cups? He knows not to come to me for the ransom, I’m not good for it. And, the cups are too small for his beers. So, I guess I can scratch him off my list.

My dogs aren’t smart enough or tall enough to steal sippy cups.

Is it the dishwasher? I think the cups are a wee too big to fit in the drain.

I am thoroughly confused!

Am I the only one who has this problem? Am I just crazy? Don’t answer the part about me being crazy, please.