Mummy Bloggers

Anyone would think that, upon conception of my first child, I actually had a small part of my brain removed, a section of grey matter shrunk as my belly grew bigger– quite possibly the cluster of neurons responsible for intelligent social interaction.

Melodramatic? Of course it is. But what begin with a receptionist laughingly dismissing my pregnant forgetfulness as “nappy brain” has culminated in repeated dinner parties, coffees with old friends and other social engagements marred by the ubiquitous “Oh…” and literal turn of the shoulder that indicates I couldn’t possibly have anything of relevance or interest to add to a discussion once I’ve revealed the horrible truth…

I’m a full time mum. I stay at home with my kids. All day, every day. I don’t work, in the traditional sense. I receive government assistance. To add potential insult to injury, I’m also a single parent. And…

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The first mummy blogger I ever read was a woman called Ree Drummond. A city girl from California who went to live on a cattle ranch in Ohio, when she met and married the man of her dreams, who also happened to be a cowboy.

Her photographs and willingness to share ALL the details of life on a ranch sucked me right in. That was four years ago and since then Drummond has gone on to have her own television show and a cookbook that made the top of the New York Times bestseller list. Now there are women like Drummond everywhere, including the approximately 200 or so currently blogging in Australia.

While that seems like a relatively small number, Aussie mummy bloggers have an impressive span of influence. Some people have described them as a “new social demographic” and they’ve even caught the eye of Julia Gillard, who invited a select few to have tea at Kirribilli House last month.

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