I’ve been wrestling with a tough decision for the last few weeks: to announce the existence of this blog to my legions of fans (read: people from college dorms and ex-jobs) on Facebook or not to announce the existence of this blog. I kept it secret when I thought I’d only be writing about conception attempts, but now that I find myself with far more to say, I want to open up the readership a smidge. In struggling with this monumental decision, I have discovered that I am, in fact, way more comfortable with the idea of discussing the contents (or lack thereof) of my uterus with the entire world than I am with the reality of boys I had crushes on in high school having access to what, despite all my attempts at levity, amounts to a carefully crafted period journal. (Sometimes it is hard for even me to believe I am an adult married woman.)
Also, I told my mom off-hand the other day that I kept a blog and she asked to read it. I want to let her so she’ll tell me it’s fabulous and I should write a novel.
In the words of The Cat In The Hat, what would you do if your mother asked you?