No Baby Yet. Thinking About Blogging.

No baby yet. Went to the doctor today, and pretty much nothing had changed from last week's appointment--still mostly closed up but "looking promising". I was sort of hoping that the doctor's poking around down there might have jump started some contraction action, but so far, nothing seems to be happening. (Of course, knowing my own personal "Never A Dull Moment" life-is-a-drama philosophy, if labor *is* gonna happen any time soon it'll be in the middle of the night, right when it's least convenient/bearable for me. So stay tuned.)

After doctor, had lunch with Mom and Josh, and then a nice long nap. Then some kid wrangle, and now the evening seems to have whooshed by because I got all caught up in meta-blogging: reading blogs about blogging (just to link to a tiny few of the ones I randomly ran across tonight). Ok, so I've been blogging for nearly a year now (well, more, if you count my Augured blog, which I've mostly only used as a lazy-girl's website to let other people read my novel in progress; so let's only count Parentheticals, shall we?) but I've only recently begun to truly think or care about what it means to be part of the "blogosphere". I'm finding the sociological aspects of this whole blogosphere phenomenon fascinating (and hopefully I'll have the energy someday to write a more involved essay on that whole subject), but more than that it's making me think a lot (again) about the psychological aspects of blogging, for myself. In other words, why do I blog? Same reasons as I mentioned before, I think: writing practice, need for self-expression, desire for a "permanent record" for myself to refer back to, as well as a writer's/artist's desire for both audience and acknowledgement/validation. I find myself now with a renewed desire to expand even more into the world of blogging: to figure out how to use trackbacks, to update my page design and blogroll, to make an effort to actually comment more on people's sites instead of merely lurking all the time, to link to other interesting things I find more often, and of course, to take the time and energy to write better posts instead of just this daily journal stuff. (Although yes I have an excuse for not being super creative or motivated now, and I'm not afraid to use it. So bite me.)

Speaking of said excuse (she said with a yawn), I'm afraid that's it for tonight, sorry. Time to continue stocking up the sleep pantry, so to speak.