I started Tall Mom tiny baby in the fall of 2012.
At the time I was a local morning television host, was newly pregnant with my first child, and had just celebrated my second anniversary with my darling husband. My job as a full time TV personality was soon coming to an end, and I was quickly morphing into a new mom whether I liked it or not.
My main goal for my blog was to be honest about my life as a TV personality, as a wife, and as a new mom. Pinterest, facebook, twitter, and even other blogs are all great for their own purposes.
In a lot of cases, however, I found many people portray themselves as picture perfect. Hair done, makeup on, kids dressed in perfect beautiful outfits, photographs of amazing trips, and the house cleaned/decorated to a tee.
Best yet, many people were trying to tell me that pregnancy was beautiful, warm, and they made it seem like it was going to be easy. But, what I was experiencing wasn’t easy. It was hard. It was hard as hell, and this whole thing of being a pregnant new mom started to weigh me down. It wasn’t glorious. It was hard. It was tiring. And, most of the time, it was gross. Things happening in places that I didn’t even know existed.
Then a moment of total clarity happened when I was looking up Pinterest items for a newborn baby room.
I wasn’t getting the full truth from a lot of bloggers when it came to being a new mom, going through birth, or being pregnant. What I was reading, I thought, was a filtered look at what the mom – life is all about.
So I decided I didn’t want other moms to have to siphon through all of the “pretty looking perfect stuff” that I had to in order to get a real look at what it’s like. I decided I was going to tell the truth – warts and all.
I wanted my blog, my story, my passion, to be a one stop shop for new moms. The buck was going to stop at Tall Mom tiny baby.
If it was about mucous plugs, postpartum depression, poop in my hair, or the days when my husband wanted to be physical – and I just couldn’t stomach the thought because I’d been attached to a baby all day – and the last thing I wanted was to be touched even more. The truth of mom-life was going to be on my blog. That’s what I was giving to the world. And, what I was giving to myself.
Of course, blogging is an ever changing art form where the author has the ability to share things with literally the entire world, even if they just want to write it for their own self or small family like I did.
Talk soon, friends!