I have to find a way to use my brain or I will die. Not in a cute hyperbole way where we all laugh demurely and continue on our merry way, but in an I’ll-end-up-in-an-insane-asylum-for-realsies way. I am not particularly special or a particularly perfect mom or wife, I am someone who is trying to save my own life. Dramatic? Why, yes! Completely true nonetheless? Why, yes! I have never blogged before. Ever. Did I mention not even once? Truth be told, I was drawn the medium because of my daughter GG (or Garnett if you prefer). From the moment I found out I was pregnant, I became the google queen. The search browser should have endorsed me I was on it so consistently. Until I found the dead babies…..
Oh did I not mention the dead babies I can never un-see? All because some idiot monkey who writes code didn’t include a better filter or whatever the H-E-double-hockey-sticks makes sense in this scenario. I digress, I was paranoid and obsessed with/about percentages I would miscarry. I was looking for a developmental picture to try to have context and I was querying the youngest baby to survive. What followed is the WORST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN (including but not limited to current day). I saw pictures of dead babies from late in the 2nd trimester. Anti-abortionist pictures to be exact. I will forever speak of this in hushed tones because it truly was that bad.
My tangential rant notwithstanding there was a point to that illustrative example: The internet played a major role in my pregnancy (I was bed-ridden) and being a stay-at-home parent. Therefore, it made sense to me that the internet be my medium of choice, specifically, a blog/vlog. What do you do when you need to stimulate yourself intellectually to your life save your own life and you have a ridiculously cute baby? You blog-vlog, or something. I am very internet unhip. I only know initialisms from the 2000’s such as LOL and LMFAO and BRB. That’s the extent of my knowledge base. I can’t figure out how to hyphenate my married name on Facebook. Seriously! I will be married two years in April and I still haven’t figured it out.
Despite my lack of internet savviness or credentials I have decided to talk to the universe of stay-at-home parents out there. If I help anybody, it is enough for me and being able to save my own life? Why that’s just gravy.