Monday, 1 October 2012

"Ladies of Facebook, if we cared about your babies, we would have fathered them"- Evan Prichard

And so I am starting a blog.
A friend of mine that I used to work with at Brother's made this his status one day and not only did it make me laugh but it made me think 'how true.'  I'm not knocking those mothers out there who post photos and status's of their little ones, I'm just taking a different angle.  And so starts my blogging. I am going to try at all costs to avoid being a 'pretentious blogger.'  So if at any point you find yourself reading any of my posts and think that I am taking it a bit too far please stop me dead in my tracks. I might be offended at first but then I promise I will be appreciative after.

I have decided to start this blog route to keep those of you far away linked in.  I used to be good at the mass emails but that has fallen to the waste side (my own doings of course) and so I'm going to give this a shot. I not only want to keep this log of events for my friends and family (and obviously for the baby) but also want to track my experiences here of when I come across differences in the English and American culture regarding being pregnant. I have never been a pregnant woman in America, but I am now a pregnant woman in England and I have already noticed differences (not good or bad, just differences). Since I find them interesting I thought others might too.  And I guess if you don't then there is a little white X in a little red box at the top right hand side of your screen which you are free to use at any time, I will never know. Those posts will come at a later date.

Now I am off to figure out what text color looks best in contrast to my background color.  See, someone stop me, I'm already being pretentious :)

lots of love
-Malia
xxxx

1 comment:

  1. This is perfect! Slightly American, but still perfect, so keep 'em coming! Also, you'll be able to show Bean all your blogs when 'it's' older :)
    With that in mind....

    "Dear Future Bean, if you're reading this, ask you're Daddy to tell you the story of when he peed down the stairs of mine and your mummy's old house - good boy!".

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