Hey everyone it's my blogiversary

Amazing. I have been blogging for one whole year. Wow. I know, I know, you forgot and you wanted to buy me something but there wasn't enough time. That's okay, just keep writing in your blogs so I can read them and, continue wasting precious hours of my life squinting at the screen laughing, saying "oh wow," "how did she do that..." and saying "Oh My God" to my husband while he says' "it's those blog people right?" like I'm involved in some sort of cult.

This started off as a baby blog and I guess that's because that's who I was a year ago, a new mom trying out some dusty wings. I've changed a lot over the last year, become more confident as a mother, taking motherhood as for granted as a field workman brushing away a fly. My blog it seems has gradually evolved right along with me. I know because I read all my archives last week. What a crazy year.

I started blogging because I was inspired by Julie who writes A Little Pregnant. She's hands down brilliant. Edgy, sarcastic, witty, biting, bitchy and smart she has always made me laugh out loud, and it takes a lot of wit to get me to laugh out loud. She's brilliant, as are most of the women who write the infertility blogs I've been following for over three years. There are no other blogs quite like them and many people who are perfectly normal and fertile read them on a regular basis. There must be something about busted reproduction that's poetic because what they write touches a lot of people.

Lately though I find myself reading more expat blogs, which is also who I am. Wait, I'm sorry I meant "culturally challenged" blogs. People aren't supposed to call themselves expats anymore because it is soooo yesterday, that word. We are "INpats." We are "stuckinfrancepats". I don't know what to call us but it makes for some excellent blog material, especially if you have a French mother-in-law and a few friendly French neighbors. Anyway, expat blogs are great because everyone loves to hate the French, and unfortunately many of us are actually married to them. It's like living in a juxtaposed universe that you don't really even understand yourself, but yet you somehow do, if that makes any sense. It's like, Hey you can bash the French all you want but not my kid or my husband okay! It's good to have a blog for working through this kind of stuff.

So okay, well bonne blogiversary to me! and many, many more...