The gravitas of motherhood is not to be taken lightly. Motherhood is a gravitational endeavor, a sticky tar-baby of complicated happenings that can never be scripted; they just unfurl. Being a mother is to be placed in an orbital environment. It is Newtonian. The science of motherhood has probably been extremely understudied in terms of the sacrifical nature of the love and life of it all.
In studying new media I accidently fell into the celestial body of the mom blogs through the assignment of producing a blog for a grade. So voila, here I am. The blogosphere can be raw and rough and interesting and rewarding, just like life itself. The blogosphere, too, is an orbital thing. I just come at it from the perspetive of a mother.
There is something so intriguing about the Descartian idea of the mom blogs: I blog, therefore I am. Motherhood can be an isolating endeavor. I'm a mom, therefore I am. But thinking... thinking is the crux of the matters, identity is an ephemeral thing and my thoughts are full of non-dull endeavors at the moment. The way that thoughts take on a life online makes it a palpable place.
I'm currently overwhelmed with the extremes of joy and concern from the events that have lassoed my mothering attention as well as the blogging project (take the survey here - it closes on Dec. 6) that I am working on. I've had to put of the email survey part of the study off until January as I wind up my graduate studies this spring.
The Law of (Mother) Gravity -- it should be explained as a force explaining the attraction between the entities, a dense matter that is full of gravitas. As a law, it is disambiguous. But we mothers, we know it as fact. What goes around comes around... and the mother is a central figure and life is always in motion.
It starts when we get all bent out of shape and somehow we become morphing entities. Our self becomes altered, physically and otherwise. I'm studying online identities now, but have always appreciated the blog The Shape of a Mother who documents the physical changes --- something not seen until the blogosphere media made the real physical material changes of everyday-jane-moms possible to share.
The morphable life of mothers. Not linear, orbital. Not static but always and ever-changing. The role that can not help but define us in an over-arching way, forever.
Amazing Post.
Really.
There's nothing else to say.
I'm coming back to this one.
Thanks for the link to the shape of motherhood. I am good enough!!
Posted by: merry mama | December 01, 2006 at 12:47 PM
You are on a roll! Your posts are so thoughtful and insightful. I'm too busy these days to post well, but I love reading yours. :)
Posted by: Kathy | December 02, 2006 at 11:33 PM