I have been reflecting on the value other people seem to place on blogging, particularly women bloggers. After reading that bloggers are mostly men (well, the interesting ones anyway) and that women that blog are either building their brand or complaining about their kids I have been questioning the value that others might place not only on my blog, but on me.
I write about my life. Right now my life just happens to involve being the primary caregiver for two kids under four. So that is what I write about.
I could write about other things: books I read, my opinions on politics or my distrust of drivers in this city. I could tell you the letters I have behind my name. I could talk as an expert about the paid work I used to do and will soon do again.
But I don't want to.
All of those things are valuable. All of those topics would make for interesting blog posts and could spawn interesting comments threads. There is someone out there blogging about all of those things already. I choose not to add my voice to theirs.
Instead I use this space to explore my own experiences as a mother and the journey I am on with my family. To me that is just as valuable as discussing current events.
Obviously not everyone feels the same. That makes me question not only the value they might place on my blog, but the value they place on parenting and children. Is anything I have done in my life as valuable as raising these kids to be decent and kind and loving? Is there anything as valuable our society can do than raise our kids? I really don't think so.
Politics, the economy, current events and all those other issues clamoring for the front page of the newspaper are important. I just don't value them as much as I do parenting. So that is what I write about.