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.