Twitter is down for an hour so I might as well write up a little post here. Yes I have an addiction to twitter, what can I say I love instant gratification.
I have been pretty quiet on this blog since giving birth mostly because I don't have time to write (between work, baby, sitting on my arse, drinking, sitting a the gas station) and also because I am unsure of how much people really want to hear about my life post-infertility. After asking, begging, pleading, paying for something I really wanted and then getting it and then having a really hard time with it, well let me just say that if I clicked onto a blog two years ago to read a new mom complain about being a new mom my eyes would probably be permanently damaged from rolling them so hard.
I don't feel as though I fully fit in with the ALI crowd, although I still fit two of the three criteria and once an infertile always an infertile in my case. I have a child now, I have crossed over the great divide, I junk punched infertility in the squid and shouted "You know why!!!" in its face. I don't feel like I fit in with other mommy bloggers because I still feel like a fake and that at some point someone will wake me up and say the last six months was a dream. I definitely don't fit in with the writers, just check out the grammar it's almost painful.
I do know this, I have missed being able to blow off steam here. I have missed connecting with other people who are clever and keep me on my toes. So tell me (in the comments) how much you want to know? Can handle? Do you want to hear about the new adventures in this kingdom or should I close up shop and just stick with the twitter?


NOOOOOOoooooooOOOOO!!! Do not close up shop! I click on this blog almost every day looking for some snarky-ness :) I love your clever ways and the way you write. You make me laugh. I want to know about the Kingdom and Sasha and I love seeing the pics. Let the infertile ladies out there have a little hope by reading your blog... the good and the bad.
Posted by: H-Bomb | May 13, 2009 at 12:59 PM
i just started reading your blog, but i really enjoy it, even though i don't have fertility issues. which brings me to my next point. i often feel wierd commenting on infertility blogs, since i don't have those problems and sometimes i feel like i don't have place complaining about pregnancy, etc because of that. but...a pregnancy is a pregnancy, and a baby is a baby no matter how it was conceived. i actually really enjoy reading about how people deal with infertility and such, and i am always so happy when i hear of a success story. and it makes me very grateful for what i have. i enjoy reading what any new mother has to say, so i say...keep writing! :)
Posted by: sara | May 13, 2009 at 01:11 PM
Well, I *hope* you keep writing -- because you are a writer1
I had to figure out who I was and what I had to say once I crossed the bridge, too.
Some would say I have yet to figure that out!
Posted by: Lori in Denver | May 13, 2009 at 01:25 PM
To me, there's something incredibly comforting about the fact that you can kick infertility in the junk, and then go on to lead a "normal" life (whatever that is) as a mom--complaints right alongside joy and gratitude.
Tell us everything!
Posted by: soph | May 13, 2009 at 01:48 PM
Tell me it all.. the awful nights, the perfect moments, the spit up, the poop ... Your day, Your coffee mug, Your new shoes ..Whatever you feel like sharing
Posted by: Farah | May 13, 2009 at 03:03 PM
Everything, because that's what you are about.
I often feel the same way, not really sure where I fit in, but I need my blog to vent when I have no one else to turn to. You know?
Guess what, being a mommy is not easy, no matter how hard the battle was to get there.
Posted by: Carrie | May 13, 2009 at 04:10 PM
Hey, I'm a mom, too, so I love reading your blog. My baby and baby-making days are over (my kids are 5 and 8, and I've been "fixed" to never have more children). But, I love to hear about babies, life after baby, the good and the bad.
I'm one of the few people who don't know what the h*ll Twitter is, except that celebrities do it and you only have a few sentences to write. So if you Twitter, I won't know what is going on with you.
Keep writing. Don't worry about spelling or grammar, or even making much sense.
Posted by: Allison | May 13, 2009 at 07:53 PM
don't you dare.
i am barely getting to know your fine ass!
- kids.are.freaking.hard. - no matter how much you want and try for them. doesn't make you a bad person or ungrateful b/c you are having a vent session about your butterball.
- show other couples struggling with this the other side, it can happen.. and damn it once you bring the drooler home you may very well feel over your head and crazy, all this hard work and she just shit on my arm.. type of thing.
- the less you write and vent.. the more life is going to pile up and suffocate you.
- i'm a new mom.. i blog about it, wish i had the candid freedom to write knowing my relatives couldn't find me. don't know what i'm doing 1/2 the time.. well.. 3/4 of the time.
sometimes i look to see if there is a gift receipt on her ass so i can put her in a fed ex drop off and take a damn shower.
oh and i write in all smalls or all bigs b/c i am lazy. not in life lazy.. but in blogland.. lhaaa-zaaaaaaaaay.
so knock it off and keep writing.
Posted by: JAYNE | May 13, 2009 at 08:17 PM
I actually started reading your blog when I was trying to get pregnant (and I don't/didn't have fertility isssues). I happened upon it via spacemom's blog which I happened upon via another blog- you know how it goes. But I was certainly not looking for an infertility blog.
Anyhow, I read it because I find you very relatable- especially now that I am pregnant. I found your blog especially helpful once I got pregnant because while I am thankful I got pregnant and very much want this baby, I feel a little guilty about HATING being pregnant with a fiery passion. What can I say? Severe morning sickness that preserveres into my 15th week makes a girl a little cranky. Desperately Wanting to be a mother and then struggling about the difficulties of pregnancy/mothering don't make you a bad person/mother/blogger. They make you honest one.
Anyway, I think that if you want to write about parenting, your life or even your current thoughts about the weather, then by all means do it. It isn't your responsibility to fit into a certain community. It's your responsibility to communicate what YOU need to, when YOU need to. Your readers will either come along for the ride, or not, but you don't owe us anything. This is your blog, afterall, so it gets to be about what you want it to be about.
Posted by: Megan | May 14, 2009 at 06:21 AM
Just keep writing. You still will have those moments when you see a pregnant mother with her still infant in the stroller and think, "dear lord! How often does she get knocked up?" Infertility pain does NOT go away with a child. Understanding and compasion gets deeper
Posted by: Spacemom | May 14, 2009 at 12:35 PM
Isn't this YOUR blog, where you can decide what you want to write about? You can even write about sitting on that fence now; its interesting to suddenly be with a whole new perspective. My kids are young adults now but I still enjoy vivid, funny writing, interesting opinions and stories. I LOVED the story you told about the cop date. Funny!
You can turn this into whatever it becomes. No labels.
I don't understand twitter whatsoever. It's the craft of writing and the stories that's interesting. What am I missing?
Posted by: Shari | May 14, 2009 at 01:13 PM
I think you're a great writer, and I don't think you should hold back. You are just as allowed to feel frustrated and blow off steam as anyone else is, and I don't think you have to fit in with any other sort of blogger - we like you for you :) So I vote for not closing up shop.
Posted by: Kimberly | May 14, 2009 at 02:26 PM
Duchess, even after my second child was born, and I haven't had fertility problems at all at the time, I was feeling like a fake. I remember popping at a good friend's workplace with the new baby, he was about 4 weeks old, and beeing introduced to someone important. After saying my name, I said "and this is my second son" aaaaaaaaaaaand bursting into laughter, because, really, who am I to pretend something like this, beeing the mother of two? Time validated my motherly feature, but even now, deep-deep inside, I consider myself a fake and a failure.
But it was not about me; keep writing, and know that I'm following you for a very long time by now, and I love your writing, and adore your delicious archiduchess, and what's your twitter id? I'd like to follow...
Posted by: diana | May 16, 2009 at 07:19 AM
I think we all have our moments when we wonder if by grabbing the brass ring, we've actually jumped the shark. (Like my mixed metaphors?!)
We're still here, so you're still obligated to write. Got it?
Posted by: Julia | May 16, 2009 at 09:42 AM