Today’s Guest Author is Izzy Dean, a thirtysomething work-at-home mom of two young children and resident concierge & butler to three cats. She was a graphic designer in her previous life but now she practices bad housekeeping and good butt-wiping, sometimes at the same time, and works from home as a web designer and copywriter. She can also be found writing for her personal blog IzzyMom, serving as editor of Props and Pans and as a contributor at Mamapop.
I am Woman, Hear Me Roar
by Izzy Dean
One of the first things I noticed about becoming a stay-at-home mom was how isolating it was. In my neighborhood at least, everyone was at work all day. Nobody to talk to. Nobody to complain to. Nobody to ask if I was doing it right or wrong. And it pretty much sucked.
Prior to giving birth, I worked at a stressful but good paying job that I liked with interesting people that I got along with and a boss that I liked & respected despite her persnicketyness and legendary moodswings. And then postpartum? Nothing. Just me and my colicky baby all day, every day, watching the clock and counting the minutes until my husband came home. What I wouldn’t have given then for what I have now through blogging.
So what was the question again? Does blogging empower women?
I’d have to say yes. Absolutely.
Because it gives us a voice that we might otherwise not have.
Because it gives us a community of women, mothers, fellow professionals, whatever that would be hard to amass in the physical world.
Because it gives us help and support when we need it.
Because when we all band together we make things happen.
Because it lets us speak frankly if we so desire.
Because it lets us speak anonymously if we so desire.
Because we can be whoever we want to be on our blogs.
Because we can get feedback when we want it.
Or turn the comments off when we don’t.
We have choices and options that we might not otherwise have.
For me, blogging has provided an outlet for my many soapboxy issues, as well as a place to meet like-minded women that I would never encounter in my regular life. I don’t say “real life” because my blog IS real. It’s part of my “real” life and though I may see the women I’ve gotten to know only once a year at a little conference called BlogHer, they’re no less real to me.
Do I personally feel empowered? You bet your ass I do. Read some of my ranty posts about society sexualizing our girls or the idiots that oppose public breastfeeding or a dozen other topics that have provoked my ire and you will be reading the words of someone who is damn glad she doesn’t have to browbeat her friends and family with this stuff anymore because now she has, conceivably, the whole world as an audience by way of her blog.
I am a woman. I am a blogger. HEAR ME ROAR.
Thank you for this wonderful contribution to Colloquium, Izzy!