

9. Your spouse wants to talk and stuff.
Your spouse has probably grown a bit jealous of your creative brain. He may dream of you working on him like your fingers work the keys on your lap top.

8. You’re so tired because you stayed up too late writing.
After the kids have gone to bed and any last minute daily things have been taken care of, it’s time to get your blog on! Before you know it, midnight is creeping up on you. You know those little, human alarm clocks are going to go off before the sun comes up but you just have to finish this one last thought!

7. You have to make lists to keep your thoughts straight.
You binge on list making. When you are in the groove and the motions of the day align just right, all you want to do is write. There aren’t enough hours in the day, so you jot down random thoughts that may or may not make sense to you by the time you actually sit down to write. Next to that, you manically scribble your to do list, grocery list, phone calls list, projects you want to start list, and on and on and freakin’ on.

6. You become a comedic genius at bedtime.
Your best material floods your brain while you are trying to sleep. Naturally, you don’t have anything around you to record the funniest or deepest thought you ever had. Despite telling yourself that if you repeat a line several (hundred) times in your head you won’t forget it in the morning, you will most definitely never remember it in the morning.

5. Becoming topic of conversation.
When you live in a small town or have children in school and blog, your stories often have characters that you will eventually run into. Caring what other people think is taken to a whole new level when the busy bodies feed on your blog confessions.

4. There is only enough time to comment or write.
Both are just so very necessary!

3. The kids won’t be quiet in line at Target so you can hear the hot topic discussion going on behind you.
Some times material does not present itself very easily to your brain. That doesn’t mean the drive to write disappears or stops hounding you. Mom’s mission then becomes staying sane in the grocery store with her kids in tow while also eavesdropping on interesting looking people conversating.

2. Swearing on your blog is offensive to your kid’s friend’s parents.
The F bomb is perhaps a blogging Moms best friend and makes for a powerful tool. Even when used sparingly and effectively, some may fear their kids will come home from your house reciting the 7 dirty words.

1. Someone thinks it’s too cold for your kids to go to school.
Ok so maybe it’s cold enough outside to freeze off little fingers in 3.25 seconds; however, these delays and cancelations are cutting in to your “down to no/one” kid, easier to slam down some thoughts time. It’s simply unacceptable.
Finding a balance between being Mom and being a Mom that blogs is never easy. How do you make it work? What is your first world blogging mom/dad problem??
The kid is an older teenager so he calls me out on taking pictures, especially of my nail polish: “Is that for the BLAH-OG?” *eyeroll*
He doesn’t care that I wear blue polish or Hello Kitty shirts when out in public with him, but blogging? “Kind of lame, mom”
Ugh…how lame of you!
Sassy four yr old told me that I love my computer too much the other day. That was after we had made Valentine’s day crafts, finger painted and put together a puzzle together. I had to refrain from introducing her to the bird. =)
I seem to remember hearing that about Target when mine was that age. LOL I may have wanted to do the same thing too.
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That a way to sneak dad in there at the last minute so as to not come off as a sexist pig woman. Lol. I blog at work a lot because, fuck it, right? Or while I’m watching tv. I have to do my post all at once. I’m impressed with people who can start a post and then go back to it later to clean it up or whatever. If it can’t be done in one sitting, then I give up on it. I think i have 70 posts in the draft bin right now just waiting to never be touched again.
I’m so glad you told me your “draft overload” issue. I’m plagued with unfinished posts. I’m a bit OCD about finishing a post once I start. I annoy myself with it. And I’m glad you picked up on the dad reference!! I know there are a few of you out there =) oink oink…says the sexist pig woman {insert hearty laugh}.
There are a lot of them! I joined a dad group on FB. Holy crap, they’re really sensitive about their dad business. I’d say something mean and funny about the group, but one of them will no doubt see this comment. Lol.
I would dare say an angry mob of blogger dads would be quite comical!! LOL
It’s actually sort of sad. They get do stuff like not buy Capri Sun packages because the package says something like, “Mom Approved” or get huffy about Proctor and Gamble Olympic commercials that celebrate olymians who have great moms. Where’s dad is a big deal to them. I’m sorry, but I spend a lot of time trying to avoid my kids and I’m not ashamed of that. Lol.
Wow…do they get their panties in a wad when they only see moms on EVERY commercial involving cleaning and cooking products too??? Sorry…don’t mean to offend the penis’s…perhaps I’ve had a bit too much mom juice tonight.
They do! Because many of them cook and clean (I actually cook around here too) and are even stay at home dads! OMG, I had to stay home with the two boys on Monday because one of them was sick and I wanted to kill myself three times before noon! One of them had the nerve to tell his wife in the middle of the night to give him the baby because he was the primary caregiver. Holy shit, I used to lay in bed with my butthole puckered pretending I couldn’t hear the screaming through the monitor because the cpap was too loud and these guys are lining up to take middle of the night feedings! I feel so ashamed. I don’t. No, I do a little…no i don’t.
They expect me to work at work. I’m still trying to convince them of the absurdity of this notion.
Damn those fools. Don’t they know the world is anxiously awaiting what Twindaddy will say next!!??
Work?? Ain’t nobody got time for that!
I know! They don’t understand the pressure. Fuckers.
It’s all about the swear words. The more the fucking merrier, I say.
Aghhhh I love it!
HAHA! I can relate to much of this!
Haha! Okay, so maybe not a mom over here but I definitely relate to a lot of these. Boyfriend was all *AHEM* about number 8. So maybe I’m not pleasant during the daylight hours due to lack of sleep but at least I posted something, right?
Exactly! If I am in the mindset to write something, I usually can’t leave it unfinished. Which means I am up way too late and a bit grouchy in the morning. Sorry kids!
I consider my blog to be my other life. (And this is pretty pathetic of me because I am single, child free, and don’t even have a pet).But I was commenting to a friend last night that it is so hard to lead a double life. I don’t know how superheroes do it. And forget single parent superheroes. I admire anyone that can do both.
It’s rough, not going to lie!! However, my complaints are definitely something I try to keep in check. Finding a balance with being a blogger and a SAHM is something I’m constantly trying to figure out how to do.
Thankfully, my kids are teenagers now so I can tell them to feed them-damn-selves! LOL I love you your list and can relate to so much of it. Reading the other comments, I’m so glad that I’m not the only one who uses work hours to compose blog posts – between other duties of course 😉
I bounce back and forth between the chores, the kids and the computer. Some days definitely work better than others. Thanks so much for reading…glad you can relate 🙂
many many late nights….and lots of coffee fueled mornings. that was when the only time I had, was after they went to bed, and the hubby got a bit of attention. some nights took longer than others. *eye roll*
but now, I am in the sweet spot where all 3 are in school, so I can write a bit during the day, and then finish up at night. If I get behind, it’s time for a scheduled daddy day care Saturday. (which co-relates back to that after kids in bed time he so loves. wink)
Taking care of everyone else first can be frustrating at time, but necessary! I would love to have more time during the day to write. My kids go to bed pretty early but I am usually so exhausted by then, it’s hard to squeeze out thoughts that actually make sense at that point.