“Oh, you’re one of THOSE.”

It’s always interesting to see a person’s reaction when you first tell them you have a blog, especially people you know personally. Some comments are super sweet and encouraging, like, “That is so awesome and cool and stuff. Be my best friend and you can borrow all my designer heels whenever you want. Here’s a lifetime supply of MAC eyeshadow and some tickets to Hawaii for you and 500 friends. And take this $1,000,000 and go buy yourself something real nice.”

(Important Note: I just lied.)

More frequently though, I’ve been met with this recurring blank stare, complete with a judgy raised eyebrow. They’re like, “But why do you have a blog?”

I have even been called a nerd a few times. (By the way, I believe the proper term is geek. If you’re going to insult me, INSULT ME ACCURATELY, thankyouverymuch.)

(Evil 'Nerdy' Blogger says GET YOUR FACTS STRAIGHT.)

I go on to explain to the eyebrow raisers that I started my blog when I was pregnant as a way for my family and friends to keep tabs on me and the baby, but then the person responds with, “So, you were pregnant 2 years ago… what do you write about now?”

I think to myself: Umm… tub pooping? ‘Girlstache’ removal? Oh, you could tell them how you go into detail about your boobs on occasion. That’ll reeeeeeeally warm them up to this whole blogging idea!

So I continue, attempting to justify my silly rants and ramblings. I make it clear that I don’t take myself too seriously with the whole thing, in hopes they’ll let me off the hook and stop with the judgy eyes. I start second-guessing myself and my writing… and get a smidge embarrassed.

But then, I remember how freaking fun and rewarding the whole experience has been. How writing about my boob issues has proven to been quite therapeutic. How I’ve been encouraged to set goals for myself and follow through with them for once. And most importantly, how many amazing people I’ve met, gotten to know, and grown to love through it all.

(Just a handful of the amazeballs bloggers I've met in person)


At that point I just say, “Because I love it.”