Blogging: Brave or Stupid?

So this week I made a pretty big move in terms of this blog… For the first time, I linked it to my Facebook account meaning that my real life friends and family know it exists. It was more by accident than design but hey, it happened, so if you’re reading this, and you know me – hi! Thanks for dropping by.

I’ll be honest, I’m pretty nervous about it. This seems like a massive shift. Until now, I’ve been happily typing away here, enjoying the relative anonymity and not worrying what people thought. Yeah okay, my face is plastered over the header so it’s not really that anonymous but the likelihood of someone I know happening to chance upon it was relatively low, and there’s huge freedom in that.

In the last couple of weeks, I’ve been becoming increasingly honest and open on here. I’ve had a pretty easy pregnancy so far and whilst I’m very grateful and so happy and excited, this baby-growing malarkey is sometimes wave-crashingly overwhelming too. I want to be honest about these things. I don’t want to present a sunshine-y, Instagram-perfect, idealistic version of parenthood because it wouldn’t be real and I’d be doing us all a disservice. I wouldn’t want someone to compare their real life to a ‘heavily-edited-best-bits’ version of my life and feel like shit in comparison. No one wins in that scenario.

So here we are. Little Pickle’s Mom. The good bits. The bad bits. And the ugly bits as well. Including last Friday, when I sat in my car in a car park for 45 minutes and just cried. Proper cried. Snot and everything. I cried because I had a cold. Because it’d been a tough week. And because I just didn’t have the energy to cope like I normally would. Because I doubted myself and had lost all my normal confidence that would usually have me ready and up for a challenge. It was a real shit moment. Hormones, eh? But I pulled myself together, dragged myself into work and even though I must have looked like I’d had a severe allergic reaction to eye drops, I was fine.

I don’t tell you that because I want you to feel sorry for me. I don’t want a barrage of ‘You okay, hun?’ messages – far from it. I don’t want attention (if you do know me in real life, you’ll know that I’m usually stubbornly proud when it comes to things like this and it takes a lot for me to show any kind of perceived weakness). I just want to write it. Because I feel better once I’ve gotten it off my chest. And that’s allowed, isn’t it?

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So allow me this little piece of the internet. Think of this blog like a digital version of those worry dolls that you whisper your troubles to and hide under your pillow. I’m just giving you a glimpse of what’s under mine.


  1. February 9, 2016 / 7:39 am

    Your blog is fantastic and I think what you’re doing is great. The internet needs as much truth as possible. Social media can be so disheartening. It’s really easy to think you’re not good enough when you look at it all day.
    Keep being honest xx

    • February 9, 2016 / 11:03 am

      Thanks Amy – you’re so right. I shall keep being as honest as I can, and urge all other bloggers to do the same! I’m not saying there are parts of your life you shouldn’t keep private, I think it’s more about not feeling the need to sugar coat everything. Big love, LPMx

  2. February 9, 2016 / 8:01 am

    I like this very much. You’re braver than me! I haven’t dared link it to Facebook.

    Look forward to reading more.

  3. February 9, 2016 / 8:31 am

    BRAVE!!!! BRAVE TIMES A MILLION. You never know who you’re inspiring. You never know if something you write, and the perfect way you say it causes that chain reaction in someone’s mind to jump start a life changing epiphany. Remember that. Your words matter. Truth is good. Raw honest is great. We need more of it.

  4. February 9, 2016 / 6:30 pm

    I admire your raw courage and respect that you have been through a lot but have the power to keep on going because you have the determination to succeed. Good luck with the rest of your journey.

  5. February 9, 2016 / 8:35 pm

    You okay, hun? Doh!

    Sometimes it’s easier to write it out and stick it online rather than having a conversation about it. That way, you get control of how you express yourself. It’s a tremendously therapeutic outlet. 🙂

  6. February 9, 2016 / 9:29 pm

    You are brave, my blog is known by friends and family and since then I am more aware of what I write and sometimes don’t. I have even considered making a new blog that no one will know about to get things off jy chest x

  7. February 9, 2016 / 10:01 pm

    I know exact;y how you feel as I kept my blog separate form my real life for many months and accidentally published to my Facebook page. I was horrified but now get such positive feedback from people that I’m glad I did it. It was too hard work keeping it quite anyway!

  8. February 9, 2016 / 10:30 pm

    If they are true friends, they will support you. Or possibly just ignore the blog lol. Good luck!

  9. February 10, 2016 / 9:50 am

    I think a lot of bloggers use their blogs for exactly the same reason, to get things off their chest. In turn it helps others.

  10. February 10, 2016 / 12:18 pm

    I always kept my blog secret but as the years have gone on family and friends have found it and it has made me think twice about what I share. My step-dad had a go at me for blogging about our christmas tree of all things!

  11. February 10, 2016 / 12:26 pm

    I love that you linked it to Facebook accidentally … that’s something I would do while trying to figure out how my blog works! I think a lot of people keep their blogs secret for a while because they’re worried about what sort of reaction they’ll get, but as long as you’re honest people will love it. Good luck! x

  12. February 10, 2016 / 10:54 pm

    I tried to keep my blog from family and friends to begin with but I won a bravery award and the local paper heard and wanted to cover it so I had no choice from there now people actually stop me in the supermarket to comment on something they have read its a small town and there is now no escape

    • February 10, 2016 / 10:57 pm

      Ahh that’s amazing about your bravery award! Nice work. And lovely to get stopped in your hometown. It’s been really interesting hearing everyone’s different opinions on being anonymous vs. public when it comes to family – I suppose there’s benefits and drawbacks to both. There’s no going back now though….!

  13. February 11, 2016 / 9:36 pm

    You should be proud of you blog, it is fabulous and I hope your friends an family support you x

  14. February 12, 2016 / 6:07 pm

    Most of us have kept our blogs away from our personal facebook pages but i think personally its fine to link your blog whether internationally or otherwise. I always do a proper cry and then carry on with my day.

    • February 12, 2016 / 7:30 pm

      Thanks Miranda – luckily, I didn’t directly link it with my personal account. Just setup a Facebook page for Little Pickle’s Mom and ‘liked’ it from my personal account. So although I haven’t shared it directly on my own time line, some of my closest friends had it pop up on their News Feed that I’d liked a new page!

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