I have given up a good fight, and joined the mommy blogger-sphere. I'm not sure why I fought it exactly; I have often found myself feeling slightly creepy as I read other blogs, without giving any of myself back to the original author. But maybe it's an innate fear that I just don't have anything truly important or interesting to say. The question that I pose to my students all the time is shouting in my own head: Does any written work hold worth without a reader? There is no right or wrong answer in my classroom, simply how well one can argue his/her response. But here...in the vast, scary, empty world of .com, is there a right answer? Am I seeking validation from the outside, or simply a place to voice my own thoughts, relieve my creative tension, or bitch and moan about life in general?
Eh, who cares. I'm writing it anyway. Feel free to read and enjoy, or...not. Like I said, vast world of .com out there; I'm sure something will float your boat, and I'm okay if that's not me.
So, fair disclaimer - just the basic facts (can you show me where it hurts? / There is no pain you are receding...) and you can make up your own mind if my ramblings will entertain you.
Me: 26, married to my high school sweetheart, Charlie (gag me sweet, right? it's the simplest explanation right now), mom of 1 (Chase - boy, crazy smart, funny, won't sleep on his own or all through the night @ 15 months), English teacher (and no, I'm not worrying about syntax and grammar in this post), guitar player (acoustic; Martin), alto, southern, crocheter, lazy cook.
Interests: my family, writing, reading, dancing without rhythm, finding new recipes I will probably never cook, crafty things, debates, the power of language
I will make random and oblique references to songs and books. I am sarcastic, but will cry at stupid Hallmark movies. I am the eternal and annoying juxtaposition that is woman, and if you don't understand what that means...well, you may be lucky, or you may be lonely. Or both. I am opinionated, but I celebrate that your opinions are different from mine. I think there is a great deal that could be settled peacefully in this world if people truly understood compromise. I'm not exactly religious because I despise that it can be used as a weapon of hatred and bigotry (any religion, any time in history), but I am a spiritual person. I want to trust people and look for the best in people, but if you betray that trust, or hurt those I love, you will have to complete the tasks of Hercules for me to ever forget that. Forgive...possibly. Forget, not so much.
I think I have rambled enough for the night. I should sleep while Chase does, and the sheets still have to go on the bed. Tomorrow starts sleep training in earnest. After almost a year and a half of being a slave to my child's sleep schedule, or lack there of, Charlie and I will be attempting the modified CIO method. And remember, if you disagree with that, your opinion is great and wonderful, and the vast world of .com will validate you. My little corner of it, however, will not.
So now, till we meet again....Adios, Au Revior, Alvederzane, Goodnight! (Bonus cool points if you get that reference without Google. Hint: I grew up with the 5 basic channels.)
LC
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