Little did I know that once you become a blogger, your blog becomes you. Some sort of ultra-futuristic cosmic mind meld thing happens and before you know it, you and your blog become one in the same. People ask about you, you talk about your blog – awesome personality trait.
Then a funny thing happens: the people closest to you stop reading your blog. Like oh, say, your husband.
I guess I’ve always known that Big Daddy P was only interested in Mommyfriend as it pertained to his illustrations. Everything else relating to epidurals and mastitis was well, a lot less interesting. I know he’s a busy dude, I mean there are sprinklers to fix and mountains to climb but that doesn’t give him permission to stop reading my blog outright. Does it? I’m gonna go with no.
And so I say this to Big Daddy P: LOVE ME, LOVE MY BLOG.
I’m just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her…blog.