Something a lot of people wouldn't know, is that when you blog, you read a lot of blogs and there is a littlearge community of bloggers out there, entertaining and supporting each other, most of all giving the writer an audience. I am new to this little world and admittedly am still finding it a bit strange and don't think of myself as a true blogger like all those people I love to read. They are all fabulous writers, I am just keeping journal online which I choose to allow others to read. One day maybe I will feel good enough, interesting enough, and be creative enough to feel like I am one of 'them'
I know the lovely Toushka, (before I was a blogger) She was kinda my little mentor without even knowing. I 'followed' her onto a parenting site that she had told me about and started to blog there, not even knowing what blogging meant. I just thought I was sharing my story... after losing our middle bub, it was a way to cope without dragging 'real friends' down too much with my misery. The support I got from people who had been through similar experiences was great. When Nico came along I decided that, like Toushka, I would get a blog site so I could pretty up his story. My intention was to print off a copy as a book once the NICU journey was over.
Through this, I discovered the blog community and have peered into the lives of people I have never met. It's a mixture of reading a book that never ends, watching a TV series and learning about a new friend. One of my regular reads Singular Insanity was at kids party I went to. Her face looked familiar to me but I was not 100% sure... then she said her kids names and I knew. Here is a person who; you know by name and face, you know a fair bit about, you have had small conversations through Facebook or on blogs... and yet you haven't met nor was this a planned meeting. I tend not to put photos of myself online so I didn't expect her to know who I am. I felt like a stalker meeting the ...victim (??) and really wasn't sure how to say hi... or how much - if any - of what I had read of hers, I could make reference to without coming across like said stalker!
Next week, I'm going to dinner with a group of bloggers (including Singular Insanity) organised by Danimezza who is in Melbourne for the week and I am not sure how its going to be. I haven't been out with new people, on my own, in years. I can't wait but I am freaking out. I might have nothing to say. There might be a secret language that I don't understand. Maybe my 800-1000 page views makes me ineligible to even call myself a blogger and I will be turned away. Or maybe I will have a great time, meet some fabulous people and reclaim a little bit of me.
I know the lovely Toushka, (before I was a blogger) She was kinda my little mentor without even knowing. I 'followed' her onto a parenting site that she had told me about and started to blog there, not even knowing what blogging meant. I just thought I was sharing my story... after losing our middle bub, it was a way to cope without dragging 'real friends' down too much with my misery. The support I got from people who had been through similar experiences was great. When Nico came along I decided that, like Toushka, I would get a blog site so I could pretty up his story. My intention was to print off a copy as a book once the NICU journey was over.
Through this, I discovered the blog community and have peered into the lives of people I have never met. It's a mixture of reading a book that never ends, watching a TV series and learning about a new friend. One of my regular reads Singular Insanity was at kids party I went to. Her face looked familiar to me but I was not 100% sure... then she said her kids names and I knew. Here is a person who; you know by name and face, you know a fair bit about, you have had small conversations through Facebook or on blogs... and yet you haven't met nor was this a planned meeting. I tend not to put photos of myself online so I didn't expect her to know who I am. I felt like a stalker meeting the ...victim (??) and really wasn't sure how to say hi... or how much - if any - of what I had read of hers, I could make reference to without coming across like said stalker!
Next week, I'm going to dinner with a group of bloggers (including Singular Insanity) organised by Danimezza who is in Melbourne for the week and I am not sure how its going to be. I haven't been out with new people, on my own, in years. I can't wait but I am freaking out. I might have nothing to say. There might be a secret language that I don't understand. Maybe my 800-1000 page views makes me ineligible to even call myself a blogger and I will be turned away. Or maybe I will have a great time, meet some fabulous people and reclaim a little bit of me.
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