I recently read an article on Mashable about who is the typical mommy blogger. After reading what they said, I looked at the comments as they asked people to share blogs that they write. Instead of finding new blogs to read, I saw the many, many complaints about the term “mommy blogger”. The feeling was that it’s a derogatory term. Many felt that these women should not be referred to as “mommy” and they should be respected for their professional writing backgrounds.
My kids are 5 and 7 and I am very much so a mommy. The boys, like their peers, still call me mommy. I know this will change in the not too distant future and I am embracing this short period of time that I am Mommy. I am also not a professional writer, so I think that puts me square in the realm of “mommy bloggers”.
Ironically, I feel the same negative gut reaction when I hear people refer to women at sporting events as “pink hats”. As a female sports fan who has attended many sporting events over the years, it drives me crazy. Then I realized – I don’t wear a pink hat. I have always worn a navy blue hat (often to the point it turns a different color).
We all have a trigger; some description that we find derogatory. Sometimes, we have to sit back and revel in the fact they may not be talking about us. What about the term makes you angry? For me, I am proud of being a mommy and someday I will be proud of being a mom. The term “pink hat” often refers to women who don’t know much about the sport they are viewing. I look at my experience and don’t consider myself in the same category but I applaud these women for trying something new.
So often today, people are expressing their negative feelings towards each other. Perhaps we could embrace our differences and realize that people aren’t always referring to us and maybe others should be celebrated for what they are trying. Maybe, we can realize that these labels are no more important as adults than they were in high school. I went to a large high school and it was straight out of a John Hughes movie. Many years later, the labels are gone and most people get along. Instead of labeling the type of parent or person you are; follow your own passions and leave the labels behind. Then, you will be certain to find your personal happiness.
Are there ever enough hours in the day? Probably not. It seems as moms we become masters of time management and multitasking. When do we fit in time for ourselves? Some moms are great at recognizing their own needs in addition to those of their children and husbands. Others, feel guilty in taking that half-hour or hour at the gym. Some just don’t like the gym. There are a few factors at work.
Once the kids are in school, we feel that we will have free time. Then it seems that we should be doing something to benefit the household with this new free time. Some go back to work and some have worked all along. Where does the time come from? Perhaps, taking the hour and placing the kids in a child watch or with a babysitter actually benefits mom AND everyone else. It gives you a chance to burn off some stress from the day and reflect upon the days events. It allows the kids a chance to decompress after being held accountable to teachers all day. Once everyone has had this half-hour or hour, they are ready for a conversation. It may help to alleviate the “nothing” response at dinner. Of course, it is important to spend quality family time together, but it is often at this point that everyone is feeling a little stressed and it gets chaotic.
Maybe you stay home and feel the house should be perfect and the cupboards stocked. I find squeezing that hour in for yoga or at the gym actually makes me more efficient in my errand running and household cleaning. Not to mention, it makes me a much nicer mom and wife. I can always notice when I haven’t made time for exercise.
There are days it doesn’t go to plan. Yesterday, for example, I went to take a yoga class. The usual teacher wasn’t feeling well and we had a sub. I wasn’t feeling her class. Truthfully, I am lucky I didn’t get hurt. I had completely checked out and my mind was thinking about my chore list and not what the teacher was saying. It completely threw my day off. If I had listened to my initial reaction and left when I saw the sub, I may have had a more organized day. Perhaps it would have been a good day to hit the treadmill with some hip hop that I don’t listen to with the kids. As a yoga and pilates instructor myself, I always like to give a new teacher a chance but sometimes you aren’t feeling it. Finding the balance of listening to your gut and making sure you get fitness in can be like walking on a tightrope. The first step is to find a class or gym that you like and making a plan to get there. After a few weeks it becomes routine and you won’t think anything of squeezing in the time for your health (physical and mental).
- Grab Your Zen (navigatingvita.com)
- The art of balance (seubank.wordpress.com)
- Don’t Allow Time to Manage You! (flowersandallthingsnice.wordpress.com)