Lots of bloggers are still talking about this article from the NY Times. And I am wondering why its such a big shock that parents blog about their kids.
Growing up, my mom had this little group of friends, all stay at home moms, who hung out together, had tea, played tennis, and generally socialized while us kids played. Well, I don't have anyone like that. Most of my friends are kid-less, the ones with kids work, and the one friend that doesn't work and has kids lives 45 minutes away so that's a once-a-month playdate. So here's me, hanging with my kid all day, every day, without anyone to bounce ideas off of, or to brag to, or complain to...its kinda lonely (ah yes, poor Jersey Girl).
Blogging, even for as short a time as I have been doing this, has connected me to people who are going through the same things and who share their stories and who read my stories...and its good. I don't think its self-indulgent at all - its reaching out for others who are like us, in one way or another. We tell funny stories and sad stories and general this-was-my-day-today stories. We may not live on the same block, but we connect nonetheless.
So screw that guy that wrote this. I am grateful for the blogs out there. Thanks, everyone.