My 75th Blog Post

75!  Have I really written 74 blogs?  It feels like I’ve just started this blogging thing.  I remember meeting my friend Mandy in the park when Jackson was about six months old and her telling me all about her blog.  She encouraged me for weeks to share my stories.  Now, Jackson is three, no longer in diapers, Marley is in pre-k, and learning Braille, and I’m sitting here writing my 75th blog.

Crazy!  Time sure does fly when you’re having fun blogging.

Some of you may have been with me from the beginning, and many of you have just recently started following my blog.  I would like to thank each and every one of you for taking the time to read my ramblings.

As many of you have noticed, I’ve been writing much more frequently than before.  I’ve said it out loud, but now I’m going to put into words of my intentions.  Blogging is a fun outlet for my creative fingers to type away any stress or funny moments that may be currently passing through my life.  I’ve feared that if I take it to the next level of blogging, it will turn into a job, and no longer be fun.  Time to kick that fear out of the driver seat and take my blogging to that next level.  Over the weekend, I’ve created a Facebook page.  Today, I purchesed my own domain so that Blind Mom in the Burbs is no longer at a, but at it’s own .com.  The results of posting more frequently, I’ve gained more traffic, in turn more followers.  Drumroll please…and the final goal of all of this…to in the some day soon to be near future get picked up by a publishing company for these awesome words of mine and make a little bit of money from my musings.  I’ve always dreamt of becoming a published author, so here I go.  Wich me luck.

It’s taken me 2,5 years to publish 75 blogs.  Get ready for some fun, because in the next 75 days I’ll be here sharing recipes, fashion do’s and don’ts, seeking advice, venting, laughing along with you as you read, blog give aways, and so much more!

Below are my 10 favorite blogs from the last few years, in no particular order.

 The Grass is Always Greener

October Reflections 

See With Your Fingers Mom

Eggnog Cookies

The End of An Era.  Thank You

Marley and Me Musical Chairs

Making This My Mantra

Surviving VS Living 

Pulling a Terri 

Do’s and Don’ts to Remember When Meeting a Blind Person





How Much is Too Much?

In today’s world of social media, how much is too much when it comes to writing about yourself?  We live in a new found openness where everything is “shared”, “tweeted”, or “liked”  Where everyone and their mom has a Facebook account, well not my mom, but she is subscribed to my blog.  What happened to those days where you weren’t supposed to air your dirty laundry in your front yard?  Now a days, I often find out that friends have gotten engaged or ended a marriage by checking a few boxes in their public profiles.

Now…what about me and this blog?

How much is too much when it comes to writing about me and my family?  I have more than once gotten in trouble by things that I have written either via Facebook status or here on a blog post.  I tend to be ruled by my emotions, and also have a harsh passive aggressive tongue.  However, in contrast, I have also been applauded for my openness and honesty on writing about some very personal and sensitive subjects.  I have started about half a dozen drafts and deleted them in fear that they might be too much.

So…how much is too much?

In a previous blog post entitled, “Blogglng Can Be Like Therapy,” I wrote that I used to think people were crazy to write about themselves in such personal ways on the internet.  Here I am!  I am one of them.  Just today alone, I have already posted five times on Facebook.  Once this blog is published, it will be six times.

Yesterday I was overcome by a combination of utter exhaustion and about one hundred and one emotions all at the same time.  I found myself crying in our car in a popular posh shopping venue.  I sat there for over an hour wallowing in self pity and made my husband take our kids to meet my friends.  I can’t explain what caused  my melt down.  Maybe I’m depressed, maybe I’m under stimulated, maybe I’m lonely, maybe I’m about to start my period.  I suppose it is probably a combination of all of the above.  Maybe I’ll let a professional decide that.

Some people might read this and think, “Wow!  What a whiny  spoiled brat.  She is in a marriage  where many women would probably trade their left lung for.  She gets to spend her day playing with her two kids in a house in the suburbs planning play dates and parties.”

After reading Stephen Covey’s “Seven Habbits of Highly Effective People,” I have decided that I will no longer let the fear of what people think rule what I do.  I am going to write a personal mission statement and then together we will write our family mission statement.  I will write more blogs, work out more for my physical and mental health, read more Braille so I don’t loose a skill I had to fight to learn, and just overall be a better person.

So…was that too much?

Blogging Can Be Like Therapy

A few days ago I received this comment on one of my blogs.

“I stumbled across your blog in a google search last night. I wish I lived in the area of southern highlands as I do live in Las Vegas and would love to join your meetup group. I am 24 with vision of 20/400 when corrected two kids a girl 28 months old and a boy who just turned 6 months a week ago. I wanted to let you know you are an inspiration. I have been considering starting a blog about my disability (septo optic dysplasia) for years now but, can never bring myself to do it. Seeing someone else put themselves out there finally made me break down and do it.”

I myself, have Optic Nerve Atrophy which leaves me with 20/400 vision. I can’t see well enough to drive, I use screen readers on my computer and phone, I read Braille, and it took me about 20 years to come to terms with the fact that my lack of eyesight doesn’t define me. I don’t let it stop me from having a good time. And I especially don’t let it stop me from being a good mom and setting a good example for my children.

I just want to thank everyone who reads my blogs and who have chosen to follow it. I have always enjoyed writing. Back in high school, I won a creative writing contest and have a short story published somewhere. I may not be the best writer out there, and probably don’t put my comas in all the right places, but who cares.

I have to be honest, I used to make fun of bloggers. I thought it was crazy for people to be so open about themselves on the internet to complete strangers. And now I’m one of them.

I suppose some might say that I’m crazy. I suppose some might say that I’m inspirational. I suppose some might not even care.

My blog is for me and anyone who chooses to read it. It is much cheaper to write and reflect on my struggles, challenges, triumphs, and joys of parenthood than it would be to lay on a couch talking to a shrink. I am happy to share my life with you all.

To that person who sent me that comment I say, “Go for it. I wish you the best of luck with your blog. And I hope that we and our children have a chance to meet one day.”