There are many different types of parents in the world.
Some, for example, are mums, and some are dads.
Furthermore, those categories can be broken down even further.
Mums who work in paid employment and those who
slave away serve their families for free
Of those who work, some do it out of the house, and some from home, wrangling their children at the same time.
Some mums study.
Some mothers blog.
All of them are busy.
Today, I want to talk a lot blogging mums in particular, and be warned, I have both my ranty pants, and my grumpy boots on.
I’m a mum who blogs.
This does not make me a nerd, a geek or a candidate for the cast of The Big Bang Theory.
It makes me a woman who is actively pursuing her passion and trying to give something worthwhile and necessary to get community. I like to think my blog had value. Whether it is informative, inspirational, helpful or just plain ridiculous, I think that it can positively enrich people’s lives.
I pour a lot of time into writing. Between the blog and my book, I do a lot.
I do it because I love it, but also because I believe if you have a gift you need to use it and not let it atrophy because you have tiny people who want you to push them on the swing all day.
I work really hard at balance. I have a supportive husband who helps me. ( It might have something to do with his retirement plan; I’ll be a famous writer and he can fish all day. Meanwhile my plan is for him to be a ship captain on a cruise boat, where I get to sail the work with him for free. )
I schedule pretty much every minute of the day, trying to get everything done, so everyone’s needs are met, and the housework is done. I believe that I need to write, but not at the detriment of my children, husband and friends.
So it really frustrates me, when people have no respect for what I do. When they think it’s ok to just pop in and stay for hours. (I’m also the kind if person who needs warning, but that’s another discussion for another day.) I don’t have heaps of time to hang out and do nothing. I don’t want to do that. That’s a waste of life to me.
I’m working hard to build this blog into something that will hopefully bring in some income (kind of necessary right now) and editing a book that I hope will help others. That, in itself is almost a full time workload right there.
Yes I am a SAHM.
No, I don’t sit around and watch tv and talk to my friends on the phone all day. I don’t fluff around on Facebook (not all day anyway) and I don’t ignore my housework or children in order to have coffee with friends.
I work damn hard to meet everyone’s needs, my own included. Writing is my need. It’s not optional.
It’s who I am.
And it deserves some respect.