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Jenna Cole, America’s most overworked mother, had an amazing Mother’s Day. First she spent Mother’s Day Eve having one of her girl’s night outs. She had friends over to dress up and take pictures of themselves, then headed out for drinks where she took more selfies. Then she spent the day itself having yet more pictures taken of herself.
My request for Mother’s Day was photos of me. Me alone, me with the kids, even me with TH while T1 pointed the camera in our direction.
Of course she did a touching shout out to her own mother as well.
She’s vibrant, innovative, generous, and compassionate. I see so much of her in me as I grow older…
Ok, not so much as a touching shout out as a backdoor brag, but it’s Jenna so what do you expect. Still, it’s nice to see such an amazing mother take some much needed time for herself. Jenna Time is so rare!
The Feminist Breeder, always right, is apparently done looking for a real job because it’s just too stressful.
I’ve decided that looking for a job is no longer good for my mental health at the moment. I get too angry and frustrated when I see how few jobs there are in my field with far too many applicants. It takes too much time to send out cover letters and resumes only to find out they had 100 overqualified applicants and already filled the job internally…
Instead, Gina has decided to…not get a job. After spending about $150,000 for a degree, she is saying screw it and writing a book…or something.
So I’m going to keep doing what I’m doing and maybe work on that book or that birth business idea. Because this is just getting too stressful and depressing.
Um, ok. So she’s basically going to be a SAHM with a blog, being supported by her husband while she ‘maybe’ writes a book? How punk rock feminist of her. When asked what exactly her dream job IS, she replied “I honestly don’t know.” Her dream job appears to be not having a job, so, way to go, girl.
That Wife, encourages imaginative play, is shaking up the blog world with some awesome news. After less than 5 months of disabled comments, she has graciously decided to let people leave comments on her posts once again.
So let’s give comments on That Wife a try once again! Be nice…That Wife Blog will forever remain my little corner of the internet where I am reigning Queen of Everything and get to decide what it’s like to be in this space…
She says she wants her blog to be “an experience, not a broadcast”, and feels “comment-free posts felt a bit cold and impersonal”.
I’ve seen other bloggers do this flip flop of comments off, comments on, and it’s usually because traffic nosedives when you force your community to another platform to interact. When will bloggers learn ain’t nobody got time for that? I’m not going to twitter or facebook, no blog is worth that kind of effort. Just leave the comments on and be done with it, we all know you’ll turn them back on anyway when you need your stats back up.
Dooce, valedictorian of self-importance, has announced she is moving on to “different sources of professional fulfillment”. Apparently “these sources have become so numerous” that they require what is possibly the ugliest website I have seen since GeoCities shut down – heatherbarmstrong.com.
It seems Her Royal Mommyblogness just isn’t finding the same joy in personal blogging that she used to because writing is hard, and also there are meanies.
…what makes this livelihood glaringly different are not only the constant creative strains of churning out new and entertaining content—content we cannot delegate to anyone else because our audiences read our stories for our particular voice and perspective—but also the security systems we’ve had to set up as an increasingly more diverse group of people throw rocks at our houses with the intention of causing damage: passersby, rubbernecks, stalkers, even journalists. We have separate security systems for those who take every word and decision we share and deliberately misinterpret it, disfigure it to the point of it being wholly unrecognizable, and then broadcast to us and to their own audiences that they have diagnosed us with a personality disorder.
Ever the drama queen, she goes on to say online life “looks completely different now than it did” back in ye olde days, and that the “emotional and physical toll of it is rapidly becoming a health hazard”. Yes, blogging in an era of critical communities is becoming a health hazard, as opposed to the anti-vax community which is improving the health of the world, I guess.
She assures the internet she won’t be shutting down dooce.com.
I have no intention of shutting this space down. There are too many memories in these pages, and frankly, I still like to write stories. I still have a few contracts that I need to see to completion, and I will continue posting here.
So…basically she will just keep on posting sporadically on no real schedule, when she feels like it? Like she’s been doing for the past 2 years? Uh, ok, thanks for the update.
Anyway, her new site features a bunch of press mentions, all but one being from her heyday of 2009-2011. The front page lists her “actively engaged audience” and 1.5 million twitter followers, and then says the mommyblogger title “is a digital pigeonhole” because “Heather is actually a writer, a speaker, a consultant, and a huge fan of Britpop.” Not to mention a fantastic url chooser – if she ever wants to rebrand may I suggest Barmstrong Industries?
When we first came together in 2012 to brainstorm ways to bridge the worlds of blogging and social media, we laid the foundation of a new app, Pippit.Our vision for Pippit has always been to create a beautiful social media platform that highlighted strong blog content with tools for discovering and sharing helpful information as a new framework for social commerce. We shared the prototype of that vision last summer. With your wonderful support, Pippit was ranked as the #1 paid lifestyle app and #2 App of all paid apps.Because of our other work, family life and commitments, we have not been able to maintain Pippit and its community at the level that we envisioned. While we have seen great success with the app in many areas, the tech world is new territory for our team and we want to be able to dedicate the appropriate time, energy, and resources needed to carry Pippit to the next level, which we cannot do at this time.We have discontinued support for the app, but we thank you for your time, energy, suggestions, feedback, and the wonderful support that has come in many forms as we poured ourselves into this new endeavor!We look forward to seeing you again soon in the online world.With much gratitude,Josh Davis, Naomi Davis, and Joy ChoCo-founders, Pippit
The pippit twitter account has been inactive since November 30, and little to no mention of it has been made by any of the founders for several months. There is no word on whether the app will return.
Lacey Spears, the mommy blogger accused of poisoning her 5 year old son with salt, has been convicted and sentenced to 20 years to life. Westchester County assistant district attorney Doreen Lloyd says Spears administered the final doses of salt into her son’s feeding tube while he was in hospital, and according to WFAA.com he suffered hours of “explosive bouts of diarrhea” when his body “tried to expel the poison”.
The BBC reports that Spears “administered salt into her son Garnett’s feeding tube from infancy while writing a blog about his illness”. Supreme Court Justice Robert Neary said Spears suffers from Munchausen by proxy syndrome and sentenced her to 20 years to life rather than the max 25 years, reducing the sentence due to her mental illness.
There’s never a dull moment in the Wiegand household! Chris Wiegand, a filmmaker, and wife Casey, creator of the wildly popular Wiegands blog, have recently moved into a new house in Dallas where they’re eager to jump in and make it feel like home. Chris’s expert carpenter skills and wife Casey’s unique, artsy style are put to the test as they begin renovations.
Apparently these renovations include “a made-from-scratch chicken coop” so…yeah. Totally new stuff nobody else is doing. How do all these bloggers keep getting renovation shows? Didn’t we already go through this same thing with Jen Hatmaker?
Rachel Parcell, of the money tree Parcells, finally posted the details of her baby shower. It’s about as low key and tasteful as you’d expect from someone who thinks the ideal office space involves animal print rugs and pink high heels. Wearing her usual light touch of makeup and practical shoes, Rachel swept into the intimate gathering and began posing for the hired photographer.
The shower had about 9 gorillion acres of flower arrangements (pink and white peonies and roses of course), custom invitations, and a three course catered meal with a ‘gourmet’ bakery providing the requisite macarons.
Kim Kardashamormon held this baby bump blowout at her palatial Middlanowhere, UT estate, filling the grand ballroom with rented tables, chairs, and linens. After putting away the gold, frankincense, and myrrh presented to her by her shower guests she tried to find something to do with all the flowers, settling on Bathroom and Purse Bouquets as the answer.
Kristen Howerton, the wonderful human being behind “Rage Against The Minivan“, is cashing in on the latest parenting trend – shaming your children for comedic effect.
She has started up an instagram and a blog promoting her “A**hole Parents” hashtag. She put out a call on her own gram account, asking people to submit pictures. The images are basically children being children, because, ya know, how dare they. These pictures are then captioned by parents who are apparently tired of their little angels not being appropriately grateful or well-behaved 24/7.
I assume this is all supposed to be just hilarious to other parents, but it all comes off like a bunch of bitter martyrs wanting to whine about their kids refusing to act like adults. And I’m sure their kids will really appreciate being paraded as some kind of brat for the lols of the entire planet just so mommy could participate in a hashtag, but sure. Mommy solidarity or something.
Taza, of the von Derp Family Performers, is taking a break from sponsored food box posts to faff around Hawaii on a sponsored trip to some resort. While there, she shoved her daughter up to a captive dolphin because vacation or no, the show must go on.
I won’t get into my feelings about this sort of thing, but hey, the dolphin got some fish afterwards. So at least someone is getting paid for their performance, right?
I received a lovely gift today – a copy of ‘Hey Natalie Jean’, the world tour worthy freshman book effort by the blogger formerly known as Nat the Fat Rat. Because I so enjoy drinking and falling on grenades for my GOMI hamily, I will now proceed to use my day off to read this with a bottle or five of prosecco and update this post in real time with my thoughts, including pictures. Just keep on hitting refresh – I’ll get the first part up and then continue updating as I read. Off we go!
Natalie Holbrook, who recently implied her family can’t afford “private” pre-k for their child unless she bombards her blog with affiliate links, is apparently taking her 176 page vanity book on a worldwide tour.
Saying she has “a gold saint christopher, patron saint of traveling, for good book tour planning juju”, she claims her “first stop come april” is “berlin!” and went on to tweet that she’ll be all over Europe afterwards – presumably promoting her ‘book’.
She also hinted she’ll be jetting around the U.S. saying she was “having a hard time picturing which states came in what order when i began the planning for my stateside book tour”.
I guess her publishers are expecting Bratalie to be the next J.K. Rowling or something if they are sending her on a promotional trip of this magnitude. And yes, I am assuming someone is footing the bill for this globe trotting since poor little Natty was claiming this side of two weeks ago that they needed the “help in the income department” from her shopping posts full of affiliate crap.
An odd trend has been rising over the past two years. Mommy/Lifestyle bloggers around their early 30s are sticking the toddlers in daycare and heading out for piercings and tats and all day ‘me time’ and all night ‘party time’. It seems young ladybloggers with young kids just become bored with themselves and begin flailing about for some kind of new personality angle.
Enter the ‘Mumspringa’. Ladybloggers between 28-32, usually with children under 5, suddenly start expressing a desire for tattoos or piercings; their personal style takes a turn into obvious try hard; they begin randomly talking about sex and sexuality (and making sure you know they own sex toys).
Suddenly they want to drink and wear see through clothes and go braless and get septum rings, and most importantly they want YOU to know they do these things. The only thing missing from the almost adolescent self-expression is pony tails, rollerskates, and ‘Hot Child In The City’ on full blast while they try to eat popsicles seductively in front of omgsocute boys.
So what is this all about? Why are mommy bloggers who haven’t even hit 35 suddenly behaving like a bunch of bored middle aged women whose kids just left for college? Or am I the only one seeing a pattern because I’m bored on a Sunday night? Do questions at the end of posts actually foster discussion when the blogger tells you to take it to their Facebook page?