I am terrified of becoming a Mommy Blogger.
The thought of it petrifies me. It’s probably the same part of me that is desperate to maintain the ability to talk about things like art and food and music, and not sprinkle every single conversation with recommendations for diapers and formula and complaints about my baby’s sleeping habits and whether I’ve chosen to “Ferberize” him (Ferberize is a word I just learned – it has to do with letting your baby learn to fall asleep on its own. But I never knew that.)
See? It’s already happening. New vocabulary. Next I’ll be changing my blog theme to green and pink polka dots and wearing monogrammed jewelry, and making my kid wear a john-john till he’s twelve.
Please help me.