Follow Your Bliss – Why I Can’t Be a Mommy Blogger

My daughter gave a wonderful speech at her high school graduation last spring titled “Follow Your Bliss.”  And its message of doing what makes you really, truly happy has stayed with me over the past year. Inspired by her speech, I started this blog last October and over the past nine months I have been trying to figure out what my niche is, exactly. I had thought it would be a cooking blog. But honestly, I am not much of a recipe developer. I love to cook, but I don’t feel the need to reinvent the wheel, when so many other blogs do it so well.  I had thought to blog about the happenings at my little farmhouse, but there’s not  much is going on at Boxshop. We aren’t doing any big projects and I.Don’t.Do.Crafts. of any kind.  Me writing about gardening would be a dramedy – just ask my tomato plants.  So over the past couple of months I’ve been scratching my head trying to figure out what is it, exactly, that I want to write? What do I love? What is my bliss? How do I follow it?

“We lose ourselves in the things we love. We find ourselves there too.”
                                                                                                                     – Random Pinterest Quote

In preparation for launching Far From Perfect I did lots of research about how to blog, how to gain a following, how to get sponsors.  Instead of just writing, I spent time setting up social profiles, trying to understand Twitter (didn’t happen), finding out about link-up parties (FYI –not a real party – there is no wine), learning how to navigate BlogLovin’ (still not sure of its purpose).  The whole endeavor was just disheartening.

(c) Lorri Brown
(c) Lorri Brown

I tried posting on a few other blogs I liked reading and a couple of the authors responded, but honestly, we just weren’t that into each other. Blogging is all about reciprocation is what I kept reading. But here’s the thing. I work in a busy office all day long. I encounter dozens, sometimes hundreds, of people each day. I didn’t want to spend my free time, my writing time, trying to be social online with a bunch of mommy-bloggers.  It was like high school all over again. I’m still sitting alone at the lunch table.  Luckily, as an adult I have a great in-person social circle. So, why would I have any interest in starting a whole new virtual group of friends just to get some page-views?

“Whatever, I’m getting cheese fries.” – Mean Girls

During this period of reflection I also remembered that I am already a published writer. [hand smacking forehead –duh]  I already operate a significant website at [duh, duh]  I already have a strong readership in other areas. [duh, duh, duh] Why am I getting so anxious and intimidated by a bunch of stay-at-home moms (yeah I just said it), many of whom describe themselves as “A momma, blessed wife, and lover of all things chocolate.” Or how about the newly married twenty-something’s who like to cook healthy meals, and take pictures of their food and themselves in a bikini and have, like, zero life experience.  How come these two demographics get to set The Rules for what makes a successful blogger? Well, they don’t. Obviously.  There are loads of blogs, written by moms and dads, which are a far cry from mommy blogging.  I just got swooped up in the success stories of A Beautiful Mess and Six Sisters Stuff.  I wanted my blog to be turned into a book. And then a TV show. I wanted to out-pioneer Pioneer Woman Ree Drummond.

“We have two lives, and the second begins when we realize we have only one.”
– Confucius (551-479 B.C.)

Besides the [obvious] jealously that I don’t have a second income that lets me be home with my kids, and the fact that I’m almost forty with lots of life experiences and a penchant for the occasional potato chip and Big Mac, being a mommy-blogger, food blogger, or lifestyle blogger just wasn’t my bliss. It wasn’t what I’m about.  And I shouldn’t begrudge those who do have a passion for writing about their toddlers dressing up the family dog or their Paleo coconut banana ice cream.  Good for them. Really. If I were 10-15 years younger, I’d be right there in the trenches with them, lamenting over pregnancy heartburn or the blue crayon marks on the new living room walls.  I’d be all up in that Paleo/Clean Eating/Beach Body Junk.  But the fact is, I’ve done my baby-time and I’ve done my ‘if I could just lose 20 pounds’-time.

“52 Reasons We Love You” Mothers Day Gift 2015

For me, the beauty of being a divorced, single-parent, almost-40 something is the absolute freedom of being yourself.  I have never ever been so happy as I am right now. If you had seen me 8 years ago, on the cusp of a divorce, bankruptcy, foreclosure – you wouldn’t know I was the same person.  Losing everything was the best thing to ever happen to me.  Because I realized I didn’t lose anything of real value.  What really mattered – my kids, my health, my friends, my family, my ambition, my desire, my intelligence – were all still with me.  My bliss, as it turns out, is to write what I want to write, for myself first and foremost. If others like it, great! I’ve come too far to go back on myself now.




5 thoughts on “Follow Your Bliss – Why I Can’t Be a Mommy Blogger

  1. I’ve enjoyed reading your blogs, but something about this one struck a chord, and left me with misty eyes. One thing I have noticed about you is you seem to be at peace with who you are. Many strive a lifetime and are not lucky enough to find the inner happiness you seem to possess.

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