Something is missing.
That something is the absence of my BlogHer ads that used to be right over there >>>>A few months ago, I decided that I needed to make a change.
I had been a part of the BlogHer Advertising Network since February of 2012.
It was such an honor to be chosen, such an ego boost for a small blogger like myself.
It made me feel straight up legit.
Like, SEE? Blogging IS a real thing.
I met amazing people who became my friends because of Blogher.
Michelle.But for me, it wasn’t a good fit anymore.
In a nutshell, I want to be able to write about anything I want.
I don’t want “restrictions on the content that I write”.
A friend told me to say that because I couldn’t write it as a professional.
Because DO YOU NOT KNOW ME??
I am not at all upset or leaving BlogHer with a bad feeling.
I am grateful.
Grateful that I got chosen to go to a blogging event in 2012 that connected me to amazing women that I now call friends.
Because of those women, I have friendships that have lifted me up, validated me as a writer and made me proud to say “I am a blogger” instead of saying “I am JUST a stay at home mom”.
Because of these women, I have learned how to create a business card, how to use SEO in a blog post and how to talk to companies without sounding like a dork.
Well, I haven’t nailed that down completely but I am getting there.
Very very slowly.
Because of these women, I realize that it is OK to have a bad parenting day, to yell at your kids for eating your last candy bar and to be real.
It is OK.
It is always OK.
Because of these women, I have gotten opportunities that I never thought I would ever be able to do….Chicago Parent, Listen to Your Mother, Erma Bombeck, Bethenny in NYC.
To be honest, at first, I was scared to make the ads go away.
It was like this security blanket.
Like it was the reason all of the above happened.
Then I realized, no, don’t be silly.
Having those ads on my blog didn’t make the above happen.
I made it happen.
So I no longer run ads for BlogHer and I can now control what I write on my blog which is so exciting to me.
I feel like the kid whose parents went away for the weekend, planning a kegger.
A HUGE KEGGER.
So keep on hanging in there with me and I promise it will be good.
Because hello, KEGGER.