{"id":50043,"date":"2024-07-09T20:37:38","date_gmt":"2024-07-10T01:37:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/totfc.net\/?p=50043"},"modified":"2024-07-09T20:37:38","modified_gmt":"2024-07-10T01:37:38","slug":"i-wonder-what-it-says-that-i-relate-so-well-to-mommy-bloggers","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/?p=50043","title":{"rendered":"I wonder what it says that I relate so well to mommy bloggers"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"border-image alignnone wp-image-50044 size-full\" src=\"http:\/\/totfc.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/07\/mommy_brogger.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"560\" height=\"339\" srcset=\"https:\/\/totfc.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/07\/mommy_brogger.jpg 560w, https:\/\/totfc.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/07\/mommy_brogger-300x182.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 560px) 100vw, 560px\" \/><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">In the connected world we live in full of prying digital eyes and ears that seem to exist solely to collate information for algorithms and targeted content, I was fed this blog article from some mommy blogger, talking about <a href=\"https:\/\/herviewfromhome.com\/the-b-list-friend\/?fbclid=IwZXh0bgNhZW0CMTAAAR1IjlfUo-v98y3HzahH-5RtpaSw3mL3RlTk0y1xU-rwm66px_p3yYpUw0Q_aem_agRIRj6mj8kTe1fsjE-f3w\">how lonely it felt being everyone\u2019s B-list friend<\/a>.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">It was a headline that <a href=\"https:\/\/static.tvtropes.org\/pmwiki\/pub\/images\/BeamofEnTristanment_7211.png\">I immediately knew what<\/a> it was going to be about before I even started to read it, but like a masochist I clicked on it out of curiosity to see how someone else felt about this fairly accurately named affliction.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">And unsurprisingly, I feel as if this entire article could have been written by me, except with a little more feminine eloquence and emotional neediness.\u00a0 But I definitely felt this article so very hard, and the examples of where they were resultantly made to feel B-list resonate so much with me, especially since becoming a parent, and transitioning into the inevitable zone of I have kids and lots of my friends don\u2019t, and the gradual position of not only being excluded by everyone, but also no longer even considered for invitation.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">I\u2019m seldom mad or upset about it, that just seems to be the way life is for people who age and people who have children, but one thing I\u2019ve always said is that there is tremendous power and consideration in the act of the ask alone, and although I know and most everyone knows that asking me do something is nine times out of ten going to result in a <em>no I can\u2019t<\/em>, I always appreciate the ask, because it makes me feel like people still think and consider me.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Honestly though, even before kids, I felt this way a lot of the time, mostly because I was the sad-sack single guy for eternity, and I get that nobody always wanted an odd-numbered wheel on their activities.\u00a0 Things improved a little bit once mythical girlfriend-now-wife came into the picture, but now that we have children and have stepped onto a less-adjacent plane of existence as most everyone around us, going back onto the B-list feels more prevalent than ever.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">But going back to the article, it clearly hit home hard enough to pop the synapses in my brain to want to write about it, because it was that thought-provoking.\u00a0 I don\u2019t think it hurts me as much as it hurts the author of this post, but I see, I acknowledge and I can relate to so much of this.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Frankly if I\u2019m being honest here, the only people in my life that I don\u2019t feel like put me on the B-list are my children.\u00a0 As much as I bemoan the workload sometimes, feel like I\u2019m overwhelmed and tired of being a parent at times, when the day is over, my girls are the only ones who don\u2019t make me feel like I\u2019m B-list ever.\u00a0 When they have bad dreams and wake up at night, they call for me.\u00a0 When it\u2019s the morning and they know it\u2019s time to get up and have breakfast, they know it\u2019s me.\u00a0 When they\u2019re distressed and need a hug and snuggle, they come to me.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">This isn\u2019t to say I resent everyone else for making me feel like I\u2019m B-list.\u00a0 Everyone else just has their own shit going on their lives, and it\u2019s easy to take a self-sufficient machine like me for granted.\u00a0 I feel like everyone else already does a lot of the time, and I don\u2019t always feel comfortable expressing such opinions too often, so it\u2019s just the norm.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">I agree with the author that it\u2019s not good to measuring self-worth by the effort others put into our relationships, but at the same time, it\u2019s also kind of impossible to ignore the scales of relationships and when those around us are putting us into the B-list.\u00a0 It\u2019s always easy to say one thing, but doing them is a whole different matter, and in this particular case, it\u2019s not necessarily a bad thing to struggle with chessboard of where we\u2019re positioned, because frankly I think it\u2019s human nature that everyone does, and those who don\u2019t are either blind or lying.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">All the same though, going back to the title of this post, I wonder what it says about me, that such thought-provoking mommy content is what is fed to me, and resonates with me so much.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In the connected world we live in full of prying digital eyes and ears that seem to exist solely to collate information for algorithms and targeted content, I was fed this blog article from some mommy blogger, talking about how lonely it felt being everyone\u2019s B-list friend. It was a headline that I immediately knew &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/totfc.net\/?p=50043\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">I wonder what it says that I relate so well to mommy bloggers<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[36,100,193,71,192,83,133,77],"class_list":["post-50043","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-brog","tag-angst","tag-comparison","tag-dad","tag-famiry","tag-kids","tag-observations","tag-old-man","tag-ronery"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/50043","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=50043"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/50043\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":50045,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/50043\/revisions\/50045"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=50043"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=50043"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=50043"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}