I don't understand how Mommy Blogs exist. Not that I think they have no worth -- I just don't know how anyone actively chasing kids has the time to blog regularly, especially those women who work full time outside the home too. For instance? It took me two hours just to write those first two sentences.
Maybe it's just I have always been bad at time management. In college I never finished a paper less than 12 hours before it was due. I never made curfew in high school. Now, I work at a job where everything is minute to minute, which is good since that's as far as I can think. Really though, I think it's just that once kids become mobile, free time becomes extinct.
I used to be able to put Meg in her bouncy chair and clean, or blog, or work out. Okay, I would clean or blog. Now though, she is always moving. I am always following her. Sometimes I put her in her play yard, but her screams, coupled with my bad mom thoughts, make me get her out; and then I am on the job making sure she doesn't kill herself once again.
Of course, I could blog when Meg falls asleep. Really though, during the day I either want to get stuff done, or nap, and at night I just want my brain to turn off. I know I should read, or blog, or read blogs, but most of the time the warm, glowing, warming glow of the TV wins out. I know, I'm weak.
Oh, how I wish I eventually discover the secret of other Mommy Bloggers. I have so snarkiness to spread to the world.
I just hope the secret isn't meth.