When I started this blog, I wrote a post questioning what the point of blogging was. I think I came to the conclusion that a blog was a place to share my thoughts as well as explore something I used to really enjoy - writing. Now, when I think about what this blog has become, I'm not sure it's what I expected. When I was in college, I used to think of myself as a "writer." Then I went to graduate school and they beat the creativity out of me and taught me the horrors of "technical writing." So does this blog allow me to delve back into words and phrases and twists of thoughts?
So far, not so much.
There is very little delving into creativity, deeper thinking, or profound moments. In fact, when I try to write posts like those, they tend to get less views and even less comments. Instead, my blog is filled with pictures of my bare belly and comments about water intake and oh-my-gosh-I'm-having-a-baby. And those posts get the comments and views.
So what has this blog become? I think it fits into a place. A place in a small community of other women who are going through the same thing as me and need an outlet to find sameness in someone else. For me, it allows me to throw my silly little thoughts on "paper" so I don't drive everyone (aka my non-pregnant friends) around me crazy talking about burp cloths. So, yes, the blog definitely fills a niche for me. I am surprised by how much your comments mean to me and how much your advice helps me. I remember the outpouring of sympathy when Monte was diagnosed with cancer, or when we lost Indy, or when I was in the hospital in Mexico. I cherished the advice you all gave me when I couldn't decide about the midwives versus doctors or when I was struggling with first-trimester-apathy. Basically, this blog helps me.
So, am I happy with what it's become? I think so. It's good for me. But, I am a little disappointed that I haven't used it as the creative outlet I hoped it would be. And that my Blog Reading List has dwindled from a range of interesting blogs about a variety of topics, to a slimmer community of people. I guess...I guess I should accept that this is where I'm at right now. Pregnancy is exhausting and all encompassing. So, I write about it. I write about it and don't try to make very many pretenses about writing about deep and meaningful thoughts. Because this is what I need right now.
So my question to you is - Why do you do it? What do you get out of writing your own blog? What do you get out of reading others' blogs? What are your favorite types of blogs? Do you think blogging is narcissistic or is it insightful? Have your reasons for blogging changed over time? Give me your thoughts.
Oh, and specifically, if you haven't commented before (ahem, lurkers...), I'd love to hear from you. I'm particularly curious about the silent readers. What do you get from reading?
Oh, and on a closing note, and so I can keep with my all-encompassing-pregnancy-theme, I am going to throw a few more narcissistic photos of my belly at you. The witty and clever Sarah at Fallopian Groove asked me a question about what I am wearing to work. Oh Sarah, you had no idea what you were getting yourself into did you? But here it is - a photo montage of what I wore to work last week (yes, I only work FOUR days in a week...forty hours in four days). All of these are maternity clothes except the striped maxi dress. Dresses are my friend now.
I have got to stop buying so many things with stripes!