It’s come to my attention that some of my fellow bloggers who also happen to be moms really do not enjoy being called “Mommy Bloggers” one bit. They think the word Mommy is insulting when it comes from someone who did not spring from their very own ladygarden.
Or uterus, as I had an emergency C-section, no one has sprung from my ladygarden at all, really. Last time I checked.
It apparently bothers people in the blogging community so much so that the web series talk show I begin shooting this week is getting a title change, initially it was gonna be titled Mommy Bloggers and now I think the word Mother is more likely to be part of the show title. Which is just fine by me…how about Mutha Fugger Bloggers?
The controversy is interesting to moi because I definitely consider myself a feminist, but since I have a 5 year old kid who calls me Mommy every day, I don’t mind the title myself, even though I don’t only blog about toys, diapers and laundry. Or like, poo.
It’s actually the great joy of my life to be called Mommy by my precious kid. I guess I think of the term Mommy Bloggers to simply be a way for advertisers to relate to us as a whole, meaning that we are a powerful audience because mom’s buy shizz. A lot of shizz for the hizzle, I know I do…
Some weeks, I only blog about my kid maybe once or twice and my other blogs can vary widely in topics, although they usually relate to me being a woman in some way. Or just a silly weirdo with an undiagnosed mental illness, probably.
Some mom bloggers have said they’d prefer to be called a “Lifestyle Blogger” a “Social Media Mom” or a “Social Media Influencer,” the last one sounds pretty stuffy and braggy to me, even if it is true. Lifestyle blogger sounds like I’m trying to influence other people to aspire to or follow my lifestyle, as in Martha Stewart style, so that doesn’t fit me, either.
On Friday night I went to a two hour course on launching start-up websites and I was surprised that after two years online, I felt like I knew more about beginning and growing a website than many of the people there. I guess that made me feel good, but it also made me feel like I wasted 25 dollars on a class when I could’ve taught them a few tips myself.
We women mother bloggers are wicked smahhhht and we know what we’re doing by the very nature of well, doing it every day. That knowledge just sorta seeps in by ass-mosis.
I’m many things, while I do think being Bexon’s Mom is the most important one because he needs me and of course, love– I’m also a screen and TV writer who’s currently finishing a novel, a wife, a sister, a daughter, a grown woman with complex life experiences and interests, struggles and triumphs.
Maybe when my son is older and no longer calls me Mommy, I might take offense at the term then and perhaps it’s a good idea to make a preemptive strike by eschewing the term early on.
I guess no one calls the President a “Daddy President.” He’s just the President, even if he has children.
What do you think, is the term Mommy Bloggers insulting when coming from a human you didn’t adopt or bring into this world from your very own socially influential bod? What I love most about blogging, and it is a labor of love for me, is getting to express my voice and especially the connection I feel with you.
You help save my life every day and that’s the truth.