I don’t like being called a mummy blogger.
There, I said it.
I am so many things. A woman, a single parent, a businesswoman, a mummy, a cook, a gym-goer, a shoe-lover, a fan of books. So why aren’t I a businesswoman blogger? Or a shoe-loving blogger? Or a divorce blogger? Because a part of my repertoire involves musings on parenthood why must I be referred to as a ‘mummy blogger’?
If you own a blog and spend even a little bit of time writing about your children you seem to get popped in the category of ‘mummy blogger’. But to be honest, as lovely as they are I’m never going to write a whole blog about my children. I think I’d be bored to tears discussing them all day every day – there’s only so much material they give me and I don’t have any interesting poo stories anymore – so goodness knows why other people would want to read it. I prefer to write about a wider range of things, like dating or hotels or food or divorce and oh yeah go on then, just a little bit about my role as a mum and my children.
I don’t know why but to me it feels like the term minimises what not just myself but our whole sector of blogging does in the world of online publishing. Our collective voice is huge and together we have achieved so many wonderful things; both Hayley and Alice blog about being mums and their kids but they’ve both made incredible waves in Downs Syndrome awareness. Lucy and Katie chat about what they got up to with their families but are also astoundingly talented photographers. Fritha and Morgana make notes on their children’s milestones but both also run successful online businesses. But at one time or another all of these women have been mummy bloggers first and businesswomen/photographers/activists second.
So if I’m not a mummy blogger, what is?
In my opinion a mummy blogger would be someone who perhaps identifies their children and being a mother as their greatest achievement – maybe someone who is proud to be referred to as a mummy by others other than her kids. I’m sure there’s a section of bloggers who will recognise themselves in this description and each to their own and all that but I believe this is the exception rather than the rule. After all, isn’t that why we blog? To step outside our role as mothers and create something that will further our expertise and creativity? Having children might have been one of the greatest things I’ve ever done but it definitely doesn’t define me and to be honest it hasn’t made me an expert on the subject of being a mother, either.
In addition I think there’s also the wider feminist issue of the trivialisation of things domestic and mother-related that to me seems synonymous with the term ‘mummy’ outside of your own family. But yet I don’t want to minimise what a mummy does. I am one, I know it’s the toughest job out there, much harder than anything I’ve ever done. So why does the term ‘mummy blogger’ feel so jarring?
As a words-loving person I realise I might be reading a bit too much into the semantics of this label – don’t even get me started (again) on mumpreneur. What do you think? Does the term ‘mummy blogger’ minimise what we do?