Compare and Despair

You know, I was going to fill you in on the mad Holy Communion weekend we just had, chat about the Homeland finale, (Can you BELIEVE it's over?), and possibly even touch on our head melting trip to Toys R Us this morning....but then I got waylaid by a runny -nosed grinch of a toddler, who refused to do the decent thing and take a nap, new toys,(from the aforementioned trip), that needed batteries, and predictably enough, a real stinker of a nappy. After that, over a snatched lunch of beans and toast, I couldn't help popping on to the Twittosphere and catching up on a few of my favourite blogs... which I LOVE to do, really I do, but depending on my mood, it  leaves me feeling one of two ways.
If I'm in good form, I usually depart feeling inspired, entertained and thrilled to be part of such a diverse, stimulating, blogging world. If I'm not in great form, a bit stressed or plain old PMTed, I often mooch out feeling a bit deflated, trending thoughts of 'Why didn't I think of that?', and 'Maybe if I was a bit more...,' and, worst of all, 'They're so talented, and I'm so not, and what the hell am I doing?'
Oh yeah baby! NOBODY throws a pity party like moi!
Later though, when I'm all partied out , I remember why I'm doing this blog in the first place-it's a much needed outlet, (and I'm secretly hoping for free stuff), that I've only been doing it for 9 months, (like pregnancy without the piles), that I'm still finding my voice, (though Loverboy assures me I never lost it in the first place), and that I'm still experimenting, learning and growing. And meanwhile, back in the real world, I'm also desperately trying not to mess up the five souls in my care, while peeling the spuds, sticking on a wash and having the odd cheeky snog with Loverboy.
So yes, I know that I CAN'T be those wonderful other bloggers- I'm just not as funny, or as rude, or as clever or as candid. I'd LIKE to be, but it's not who I am, and I'd only end up being the crappier knock- off version anyway. No, all I can really guarantee myself (and you!) is that I'll be honest and authentic and 100% me. That's why when someone, (whose not family!), tells me they read my blog, or leaves a comment, it's such an amazing feeling because it tells me, that just being me, is enough actually and it's worth reading ...and that's a compliment, a relief and a massive buzz all at once. So thank you (yes you!) for reading this- it honestly means the world to me. Now... mind how you go, don't be a stranger, and I'll catch you in the long grass. Emmax
 Ps in case you want to take a peek at a few of my fav blogs here they are.....
http://sahdandproud.wordpress.com/
http://blackwatertown.wordpress.com/
http://www.thevoiceofsarahmiles.com/
http://upyoursginaford.wordpress.com/
http://testosterhome.net/
http://writtenoff.net/
http://motherventing.wordpress.com/
All brilliantly written, yet wonderfully diverse-enjoy!