We all have stories. And those of us that blog choose to openly share ours to whomsoever out there listening. Or reading.
In the spring of 2008, my alter ego Princess Mikkimoto opened up this little space in the cyber world with my story as a single mom of a seven year old boy.
Back then it was about how I was raising my son on one mediocre income, biological father a distant memory, all while trying to have a social life which included dating every creep in Madison.
For these past two and a half years I have written about heartbreak, letters to inanimate objects, depression, love letters from prisoners, and when all else failed I rhymed.
More recently you were all there after The Best First Date Ever to our engagement and when a week later I found out I was diagnosed with diabetes.
What will be the next chapter in this story? The wedding. Life with a pre-teen. A marathon? A diagnosis of “currently not diabetic”?
Only time will tell, but I do know that I’ll share it all.
And that is why I write. If I can inspire a single mother to keep clipping coupons and be there for her kids, or a single woman not to give up because HE is out there or to a newly diagnosed diabetic that this isn’t a death sentence and perhaps the best thing to ever happen; I have done my job.
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Remember the scene in Vacation where Clark is about to jump in the pool wearing only his tighty whities saying, “This is crazy, this is crazy, this is crazy!”
Well that’s me this morning. Except I’m wearing pajama bottoms, drinking coffee, trying to deal with a whiny ten year old and a fiance who is literally rearranging furniture around me.
On Friday my friend Heather blogged about this upcoming reality show called Project Mom Casting, “an exciting new series featuring online moms.”
If those housewives of New York can have a show, why can’t the thousands of Mommy Bloggers out there?
While thinking about this project I called my sounding board, Ann. Not only to tell her she better put in her submission but to ask why I was having that weird stomach flip about this.
She said simply, “It’s fear. Remember how you came to Listen To Your Mother and said you couldn’t audition because you were too scared? Well what if you never did? What if I just said ‘OK, thanks for coming down…’ Get uncomfortable, Becky.”
She was right.
I came into blogging on my own terms. And now, two and a half years later, I’m still here. So many great opportunities have come my way and with every one of them I stop and think, “Should I?” Every time I think, “I’m not as good as these other women.” or “I can’t do this.”
As of yet, I haven’t regretted one.
My blog isn’t what many are. I don’t have nearly the traffic, I don’t get asked to speak at conferences, and I don’t make enough money to support my left arm – let alone my family. But it’s my story. It’s my life out there in black and white. And I love it.
I truly feel like I’m auditioning for my own talk show in between Oprah and Ellen but as my mom said, “The only things you regret are the ones you say ‘No’ to.”
Therefore, this is my official submission to Project Mom Casting.
And whatever happens at least I tried, put myself out there and didn’t say “no”.
