I have noticed an uptick in people I know starting Substack newsletters. This is thrilling to me as it signals that maybe there is going to be a blogging renaissance soon. I know there have always been bloggers, but I come from a particular corner of the internet known as the OG mommy blogger section. I come from the wild west. We used DSLR cameras and Flickr, and RSS feeds and it meant so very much to be on a blog roll. We were the first rando influencers and brands flew us places and gave us gifts and money and we wrote articles in magazines that you could hold in your hands, and we had an ad network and a wacky conference and hung out at Guy Kawasaki’s house, and we all had tons of babies and kids. And we wrote down the world. We were invested in the humanity of each other. The narrative of a life. We had crawled our way out of moleskins and LiveJournals and we were connected.
I was talking to my oldest boy about love and family and his brothers. He was saying that when I had his two younger brothers I had to divide my love and I told him no my love was not divided it multiplied. My love grows everyday.
I was talking to my oldest boy about love and family and his brothers. He was saying that when I had his two younger brothers I had to divide my love and I told him no my love was not divided it multiplied. My love grows everyday.
Here for the blog community. I didn’t realize how much I missed it until I read this.
I am a neo-daddy blogger! 😆