There are so many bloggers around nowadays.
BUT… can we spare a thought for…..the Parent Bloggers.
Is there anything as ridiculously hard as being a parent blogger? (Perhaps being a NEW parent blogger! Ha!)
Keeping miniature humans alive AND finding the time to blog?
We’re frickin’ awesome.
Being a parent blogger comes with a very unique set of challenges. Challenges not encountered by any other species of blogger.
Please, let me elaborate…
Yes fashion and beauty bloggers, we see you over there with your manicured nails leisurely tapping away at the keys of your MacBook Air, surrounded by eye shadow palettes and a haze of Clarins fragranced whatever.
You have TIME. Lovely, lingering time.
We’re typing up blog posts on our phones, still our pyjamas, with a baby hanging off our left boob (shall we say left arm for Daddy bloggers – they probably don’t have working boobs).
We have to stop every 25 words to clean up sick, turn the sausages over in the grill or tell an unruly child to climb down from the 4th shelf of the fridge.
2. Instagram is NOT Our Friend
Other bloggers are posing with the latest outfit from some trendy shop we’ve never even heard of and there we are sitting with our big toe sticking out of a hole in a bally sock.
It takes us HOURS to set-up an insta-worthy picture.
We are working with kids and kids pick their nose and need the toilet a lot. They are also never clean. I mean, ‘look at my gorgeous kid wearing a Joules top with tomato soup down the front‘ doesn’t quite ‘insta-cut-it.’
On rare occasion, we’ll get a gorgeous photo of our kids. Everyone looks happy, natural….then we spot the booger hanging from the eldest’s right nostril.
3. We Can’t Keep Up
Everyone else is all about the #interiorstyling with their pictures and blog posts about how they’ve styled their living room with fresh geraniums in an ornate glass vase from Fancy Knickers R Us.
Meanwhile, over in our living room, there’s a dirty nappy hanging off the fake plant.
(Obviously we don’t have time to try to keep real plants alive when we already struggle with a couple of humans.)
And if you think that’s bad, you should see the state of our cars.
4. Losing Work
Whether it’s forgetting to hit save when we realise we’re late for school pick-up, flailing baby limbs, or the curious hands of older children, we frequently lose work.
Much in the same way as we are slowly losing our marbles.
We Are a Force to be Reckoned With
Whether it’s about how crazy they’re sending us or how amazing they are, we blog about our kids and, oh boy, do not mess with people who have kids.
The solidarity between fellow parents is like no other.
We get it.
We get the sleep-deprivation and the teething woes. We get the tantrums and the poo. We get that it’s totally OK to eat cake for breakfast (shield your eyes fitness bloggers).
So I salute you fellow parent bloggers.
May CBeebies allow you half an hour of uninterrupted blogging, may you have a stash of alcohol to hand and may you always remember to hit “save” before […text missing…]