Starting a new blog is harder than I anticipated.
This isn't MySpace. There isn't some homepage to start from.
I've spent almost three months contemplating this blog.
I almost didn't. A while ago The New York Times wrote about "Mommy Bloggers".
Those stay-at-home-mom's who selfishly sit on the computer all day while their children run amok, chasing pipe dreams of being writers. Like Motherhood is an illegitimate subject to write about. I think there was something about them also making money, but whatever.
I really didn't want to fall into the category of a "Mommy Blogger". I don't know why. I don't think I knew why at the time. I just didn't want to.
I have a friend who has moved, quite literally, across the country. There is so much to share and so little time to do it in. It was decided that blogs would be key.
For the record, I don't care so much about that anymore. I see now that blogging can be a key component of staying sane. You kill two birds with one stone - writing and sharing with friends.
Hi. I'm April. I'm a Mommy Blogger.
(I won't lie, it's still kind of weird to me.)