Friday, June 19, 2009

Confessions of a mommyblogaholic

I love mommy-blogs.  I seek them out, and I probably add a handful of them to my Google Reader each month.  This probably wouldn't be so strange if I were a mom, but I'm not.  I am a woman one month away from being married; shouldn't I be obsessing over wedding blogs or something?  No, I just love me a good Mom blog.  

Good mommy-blogs carry certain characteristics.  Being a mom who blogs does not earn you a spot in my blog reading list.  If your blog consists of mostly give-aways, there is no way you make the cut.  If you have more than two children and you homeschool them your chance of passing my quality control tests are much higher (extra points if you are Catholic and celebrate lots of feast days!)  I also enjoy reading the blogs of moms of multiples.  Let's face it; being a mom of multiples cannot be easy by any stretch of the imagination, which automatically ups the interest-factor.  One of the biggest requirements, however, is that you must be able to write in a way that hooks me.

One might question why I spend so much time reading these blogs.  Over the past few months, I have begun to wonder the same thing.  I have come to a few conclusions.  The first one is probably pretty obvious; kids do amazing things and no one can relay that amazingness better that the people who brought them into this world.  Another possibility, and probably the most accurate conclusion, is that I want to be a mom; I pray that God blesses my upcoming marriage that it may be fruitful.  I love children and cannot think of a greater blessing than to get to parent one or many with the love of my life by my side.  Most other conclusions I have come to pale in comparison to this one so I think I'll leave it at that.

1 comment:

Ish said...

You know, the best women Saints didn't do too much spectacular stuff. No miracles and the such. They just happened to be the moms of other Saints. It goes to show you, good mommying leads to good kids...and it earns you a hot spot in Heaven.