Mommy blogging wars. Like the fabricated mummy wars but even bitchier, because we all have access to words to write down our deepest, venomous thoughts. Welcome to the mommy blogging wars, Mommy got nasty, nails got sharpened and so it began.
“Dear Mommy Blogger – You Suck” as a blogger, a Mummy blogger – I like to differentiate from my US counterparts, I will never be a Mommy blogger as I will never be Mommy to my boys, only Mummy – the title was immediate click bait for me. Not only was the title screaming at me to click and read, it was also screaming at me to be angered. To be incensed. To be really hacked off. So that’s the mindset I started reading in and that’s the response it elicted in me. Clever, huh?
I mean, how dare she? How dare she label each and every one of us Mummy Bloggers, in turn creating the next Mommy Blogging Wars. She hasn’t read my blog, she doesn’t know me, how dare she make these assumptions that I was bland, that I was boring, that I wasn’t happy, that I shell out hundreds of pounds to not get very far with my blog. Though to be fair, the first reading I was so incensed I only skim read, then the Baby woke from his nap and my attention was otherwise diverted.
Now that should have been the end of it, I should have left feeling mildly incensed that a mommy blogger had called for the end of all Mummy Blogs. But the replies have started trickling in, first up I read this wonderful response from Leslie at Messy Blog UK, then I read some great comments over on MommaBoss’s Facebook post agreeing with the original post. So I went back and read it again. And again. Then I went around her site, reading other articles posted. Gaining a different perspective of the writer and thinking differently about the whole thing.
Reading it objectively, instead of reading it as though it was an attack against me personally.
It’s not. She doesn’t know me. She doesn’t know my blog.
It’s an attack that’s for sure, but reading it again to me it seems to be one that’s aimed at the Mommy Blogger she used to be, the one that lost her voice. The one that was no longer true to herself or her values.
I stopped reading it as an attack. I started reading it as a warning. A warning not to lose my way. A warning not to sell out against my beliefs. A warning to write what I want to write rather than some twee nonsense I’m paid to write. Which is a great reminder, stay true to myself for that is who I write for. Me. Myself. And I.
But still, all that said, I don’t think that anyone should be told you suck. That you should stop writing and find something you’re better at. Especially not as a generalised sweeping statement that you know will anger thousands upon thousands of mommy bloggers thus starting the mommy blogger wars. Those that agree. Those that don’t. Those that sit on the fence. But hey, it gets you the page views right?
Maybe it’s because I’m a mummy blogger rather than a mommy blogger. Maybe it’s my general outlook on life. Maybe it’s because I think there are good days and bad days and downright parenting is tough days. Maybe because if I don’t like what you write I won’t bother reading your blog, and I expect the same attitude back. Maybe it’s because there is black, there is white and every shade of grey in between. And that means that there is a reader for every blog, someone that is touched by your words, someone that needs you to write for them.
For that reason alone, this mummy blogger won’t be closing her blog down anytime soon.