Why my "Navel-gazing drivel" matters

So I write about The Old Man, aka The Husband, and The Kid, because it's how I make sense of the world. It's how I make sense of the fact that as a woman I am expected to bring home the bacon, cook it, and look good doing it. I was raised to think I could do it all - and finding out that my whole identity changed when The Kid came was a big shock. And I think that there are a lot of other women out there who feel the same.

And The Husband doesn't fit neatly into any beer-gut, noncaring stereotypes. He's a father unlike our fathers from thirty years ago. Do I have a right to blog about all the challenges even when hunkalicious is right there beside me? Of course I do. Life isn't a fairytale but it's fun.

I could use my ridiculous Ivy League degree to blog about politics or social activism or cooking, but the deeply personal has always interested me more.

Annie Danielson said, "Home is where you story begins." She's right. http://thestudio.danielsondesigns.com/DDShortStory.aspx

Thanks to Don Mills Diva http://donmillsdiva.blogspot.com/2009/01/write-on-respect-blog.html for inspiring this post.