LADY BLOGINATORS. In awe of… more than just me.

It is Friday and my reign as Blogher of the Week  is coming to end. I really am Blogher of the Week. I can prove it, click here !

I know, right?

I just entered this whole bloggy world a couple months ago. Perhaps before now, I was just too busy feeling sorry for myself, or after that, too busy being a new mom, or maybe I just finally am finding my voice.  Any which way, the point is, Blogher of the Week made me think, “I got some shit to say! And people might actually care enough  to know about it.”

Pat, pat, pat myself on the back …

And then I checked Google Analytics.

Damn Google.

I realized that instead of taking the blogosphere by storm, no one even noticed I had joined the scene.

Well, I figured out why. THERE IS SO MUCH GOOD FUCKING STUFF OUT THERE!

Just this week, I found several of  what I will call the Lady Bloginators. These are the take no prisoners, serve it up warm and mushy, then spit it out and leave it for the dog to lick up, bloggers!

There’s The Bloggess, who wrote a most hilarious post involving an abuse of Post It notes, and a wet towel. If I need a laugh, she’s my go to lady.

And the lovely Liz  at Mom-101, who sticks up for mothers and reminds us of the power we have.

I also found The Redneck Mommy, who writes sometimes with such simple honesty about the most painful of things.

Then there’s the Mominatrix over at Motherhood Uncensored who is as daring and fun as my alter ego can only hope to be.

I also found and adore Aunt Becky over at Mommy Wants Vodka, and Maggie,Dammit at Okay. Fine, Dammit.

And yes, of course, I started following Heather Armstrong. I always “knew” who she was, but didn’t really start reading her stuff til a few weeks ago.

Yes, I have been living under a rock. It was dark and cozy, and sometimes I miss it.

And now that I have found these ladies, I find myself sitting here in front my computer screen, no longer in awe of myself, but in absolute awe of them.

The blogosphere is the puddle in which they dance barefoot daily. And here I am, sticking my little toe in the puddle.

Look at me! Look at my little toe! God, I hope my feet don’t stink.

Is there a way I can still be in awe of myself, and also in awe of their splendorifous-ness?

Yup.

These ladies (these mothers) are teaching me that I can.

Because one does not take away from the other.

It’s okay to be brutally honest. It’s okay to be witty, dark, sexy, nurturing, selfish, and selfless.

It’s okay to bask in your own brilliance and shine the light on the brilliance of others.

It’s important to note here, that I do not know any of these women personally. They don’t call me on the phone and tell me these things. I am learning from them, simply because they do what they do. They write with abandon.

I am in awe of them. The Lady Bloginators.

I am in awe of myself. And the voice that I have found.

I am in awe of the community I have stepped into. Or, stuck my little toe into at least.

I think I’ll splash around for a while.

– seriously