Damn, I now wish I had an anonymous blog. Just think about it. I would never fall short of post topics. I could happily wax eloquence on the eccentricities of practically everyone I know, myself included, of course. And people would think “Wow, this is interesting stuff.” But instead (shallow person that I am) I bully my friends into reading my blog, as well as publicise new posts through my FB account. In the bargain, I chose not to be this wonderfully mysterious blogger who people stumble upon suddenly and get hooked to. Frankly, I don’t think I’m good enough for the latter to actually happen much. I know because most of my readers are my friends. Or friends of friends. Or my mom. I think I’m depressing myself.
So, as I was saying, I was worried writing about Z’s shenanigans would be like asking her to just hate me once she is old enough to read her mommy’s far-from-anonymous blog. Crappy old age home guaranteed, I thought. But what I was doing was just putting off the inevitable. I can’t continue making myself believe I currently have a life outside my home. And how can one not write about something or someone who consumes one’s thoughts, hopes, dreams, and worries so greatly?
Taking care of Z, listening to her non-stop banter, chasing her around the house with food, stopping her from finding strategically stashed away chocolates, singing songs with her, listening in awe at her rendition of ‘Give me some sunshine’ from 3 Idiots, watching her dance to every kid’s reality dance show on TV, obsessing about how she’ll fit into play school, among other things, is what my whole day is all about. As I type this, she is stripping the pants off her rag doll and applying generous amounts of Johnson’s Baby Powder to the doll’s butt. How can one ignore that, tell me?
So, it really is the easiest thing for me to write about Z. Yep, I think she’s ready for the spotlight now. I think I can manage a decent job of it too, and thus, spare myself the crappy old age home.
Lol...Really cute one!!
ReplyDeletehahaha...poor rag doll :D
ReplyDeleteHaha. Alternatively, you could have a separate mommy blog. TRQ has a very nice one :) I sometimes wonder myself, if I should be making a record of my little one's antics.
ReplyDeleteAfter all, we're not always going to find them under cots, applying our sinfully expensive lipsticks all over their faces. Or stripping and powdering rag dolls when we're busy wondering if we should or should not write about them :-)
You can still go anonymous, I have no doubt you'll gather more than an entourage...Its interesting how kids indulge in mommy behavior and choose to experiment it on dolls (aren't you glad you didn't get a cat). Keep writing about Z, this was a fun read :)
ReplyDeleteP.S. My husband reads your blogs with me, so now you can include husbands of friends in your list ;)
Gudone...well,'Z' have got quite an introduction,i think !!.. :)...Gud Job Mama bear...
ReplyDelete@Roohi: Thanks! :D
ReplyDelete@Adu: Sadly, the rag doll has to go through a whole lot of embarrassing situations because of Z. :)
@Judy: Thanks for telling me about TRQ's mommy blog. I didn't know. Yep, it really is good!
I'm so pathetic at giving this one blog attention; I don't think I can manage two.
Yes, you should write about your daughter. I've often wondered why you leave her out of your post topics. We know more about your friends M and A, than we know about Ki.
@Simran: Thanks, sweets! You are too kind. And yes, considering what Z puts her dolls and teddy bears through, I'm so glad we don't have a cat. Or any pet, for that matter. :)
@Rainman: Thanks! For the positive comment. No thanks for calling me Mama bear. Hmmmpphhh
That was a cute one sumi!!!yes its very difficult not to write about our kids coz they are so much a part of us.....try as much as we can,leaving them out(of posts) would be like leaving a part of us.
ReplyDelete@MQ: I agree. I think I'm going to write about her more now. That would really be a better description of what my life is like. :)
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