Ok everyone…I’m not afraid to admit it…I really think that I need a Hall Pass. And no, I’m not talking about needing a Hall Pass from being married (though believe me, there are days when I have definitely had that thought). Nope…I need a different kind of Hall Pass, and I’m fairly certain that some of you do too.
Last year, I wrote a post about bloggers apologizing for making their careers, family, and their offline lives a priority instead of staying up until three in the morning returning every last tweet, every last email, and replying to every last comment. After seeing a growing trend in people apologizing for living their lives, I really felt it was necessary to put it out there that as a community of women who are supposed to support each other, we really need to give each other the benefit of the doubt before assuming that other bloggers are ignoring us, or don’t have time for us.
Because nine times out of ten, that is not the case. It’s just that sometimes I think we all forget that bloggers have real lives outside of the ones we see on the computer screen. And as much as we all love and respect our online friends, we need to make sure that our real life “tribe” doesn’t get lost in the shuffle.
I know that I’ve been guilty on more than one occasion of saying one of these statements to my son:
“Not now honey…mommy needs to finish up this post.”
“Just a few more minutes honey…mommy needs to send this email before we go to the park.”
“Listen sweetie…if mommy doesn’t work, then mommy won’t be able to buy you toys when we go on vacation next month.”
And don’t even get me started on how many Saturdays I’ve sacrificed doing something fun with my husband and son because I need to get caught up on work.
Ok, back to that Hall Pass. I don’t know about you, but summer is pretty much kicking my ass…and my motivation. After an incredibly grueling winter in the Northeast, we are finally having good weather, and I’ve FINALLY been able to have some good old fashioned fun with my family.
A couple of weeks ago, I took my son to Pittsburgh for an entire week to visit family. I was born there, and a lot of my family still lives there, and somehow it always feels like coming home whenever the plane lands in “The ‘Burgh.” And while I do have THREE freelance gigs to keep up with that pretty much add up to a full time work-at-home job, I made the decision to take the week off and just enjoy my time there. And it was wonderful.
We went to the lake. We went to the pool. We went to Kennywood Park (the best amusement park EVER), where I had fond memories of going as a kid. And hearing little dude yell, “That was awesome! Let’s do it again!” after riding the Log Jammer was one of the sweetest sounds my ears have ever heard.
Fast forward to a week later, when I returned to Connecticut, and found myself with an entire week of missed work to catch up on, piled on top of the standard work that I STILL had to do that week. Basically, that combination equaled me being incredibly behind on everything…especially paying attention to my wonderful Mommyologist followers. And then the thought of being labeled as a “blog slacker” started to give me the sweats and get me all stressed out.
And this is officially where the Hall Pass comes in. At least for the rest of the summer, I think that each and every blogger deserves a Hall Pass from having to explain themselves should they go missing in action for a little while. Because it’s OKAY to go to the beach with your family. It’s OKAY to get a babysitter and spend an entire Sunday afternoon shopping and having lunch with your husband instead of sitting in front of your laptop returning emails. And it’s OKAY to enjoy a much needed break from the online world. You shouldn’t have to give any sort of excuse or explanation for LIVING YOUR LIFE.
That being said…who else needs a Hall Pass?
Ok, enough of running my mouth. I’m off to sit on the couch with my son and enjoy a cup of coffee…WITHOUT my laptop or Iphone anywhere in sight.
(One more thing, I realize that this post was not written in my traditional humorous style. But sometimes you have to just say shit without it being funny. And I also decided to link it up with Shell’s Pour Your Heart Out meme, so if you have something to get off your chest, go ahead and write to your heart’s content and then link up with her every Wednesday).