What it could be
This could be a blog about many things. It could be a blog about infertility (secondary IF, to be exact) and the quest to have a child. It could be about coming to terms with a PCOS diagnosis, and what that means. It could be a weight loss blog. (Or at least, I hope it could. At least it could be a blog about struggling with weight.) It could be a photoblog. Or a parenting blog. Or a political blog, with particular emphasis on the politics of education. And the stay-at-home-mom as feminist.
It could be a beginning runner’s blog, or a blog about fighting toward a more solid grasp of CSS and XML. Or about the process of moving into a new house and making it a home. It could be a blog about a thousand more things as well; all those things that — note by building, blaring note — add up to the cacophony that is ever present, ever playing in my brain.
But it won’t be. There will be nothing that this blog is about, no defining theme that can be used to classify it, to say “the people who will be interested in reading this blog are these people.” Because my brain doesn’t work that way. There is no theme, no unifying thread, no way to pull it all into something cohesive. There is just this unrelenting noise, and that is what will spill out onto this computer screen.
This will be the blog of a 30-year-old scientist turned teacher recently turned stay-at-home-mom, who has no idea what she wants to be when she grows up but definite ideas about how she wants to get there. I don’t know where the experiment that is this blog will take me. I don’t know that anyone but me cares. But I’m looking forward to finding out.
