True Life: I'm A Mommy Blogger.

I have a confession to make. I'm a Mommy Blogger. 
I know, I know. You're shocked. 
How did I come about this revelation? Well, it went a little something like this. I'm a Mommy. I'm a Blogger. And if A+B still equals C like it did the last time I was in a math class, then that makes me a Mommy Blogger. 
But? I swear I'm still really cool. 
Or if this is no longer the case, please don't say anything and let me just go on with my bad self, OK?
Back when I started this blog in December of 2008, I certainly wasn't a Mommy. I was a "seasoned" newlywed who blogged about the ridiculously hilarious and often times spastic things my husband said and the crazy nonsense my dog got into. I blogged about the time I brought an ice cold bud light to work instead of a fizzy water. I even wrote about the time a firetruck drove into my brand new Lexus that was parked innocently outside of our house. 
{you can click those links you know...}
Since those days, a lot has changed. I'm turning 28 in a few short weeks and I'm trying my hardest to raise a Little Gentleman, keep Sheepie from running the household and keep a happy husband all without barreling through our white wine stash. Believe me, it's not an easy feat. 
Well, barreling through our white wine stash would be. 
I blog a lot about my many (mis)adventures in parenting and I like to think that my blog has become almost synonymous with a real, honest and engaging slant on motherhood. With the occasional F word thrown in for good measure. 
I've written two letters to Carter here and here that have brought my readers to tears. The first was written the night before my scheduled C-section and the second, the night before his first birthday. 
This post was written in support of both breast and formula fed babies- but was also my attempt at breaking the chain of The Side-Eye that we Fomrula-Feeding-Mommies often get. You can practically hear "Kumbaya" in the background.
Remember when I was a Baby Food Makin' Machine? You can read all about that adventure here. 
And at just one month into my new career as Chief Household Operator and Mommy, I wrote this post about how being a Mommy is the easiest job I've ever had. 
Well, if all that doesn't make me a Mommy Blogger, then posting pictures of my very pregnant self on the internet certainly does.
There you have it. True Life: I'm a Mommy Blogger. Are you a Mommy Blogger? If so, you should really go link up with the Fabulous but Evil Tara and my favey-fave Mrs. Monologues.