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I've had a lot of blog posts in my time as a blogger...easily thousands. It's hard to pin down exactly the one that is the best. I actually have a lot of "best" posts. I'm really proud of the posts I've written for my blog on Mothering.com.
What is your best blog post of all time? Why?
Make sure to leave a link because if it's your best we want to read it!
The first 2 blogs were posted on my friendster blog account and I haven't really found time to update that account or at least transfer my posts there to my new account in blogger (Take Me As I Am). Any idea how to transfer faster? Tnx.
What an interesting question. Got me thinking, that's for sure!
I have to say my favorite post was "Don't Pretend You Know Me". It was in response to a horrible anonymous commented and really allowed me to bare my soul. I had no idea how much I needed to do it.
Thanks. Can't wait to read all these other "favorites"!
This question was actually very easy for me to answer. I have two favorite blog posts that come to mind.
The first one was I'm Sorry For The Way You Feel. This was written in response to some nasty comments that I received from the same anonymous commenter. Instead of handling it nasty like the way I was feeling, I decided to reiterate the purpose of my blog.
The second post was a part of my Housewife 101 series. In this particular post I talked about how I used Google to try and help me fix my sink. Only to fail. It was hilarious.
It was the first time my son ate something--actually, a couple of things--he shouldn't have, scaring new-mommy me. I'll never forget those incidents. Come to think of it, I'll never forget the eating-foreign-substances incidents since then, either, or his first fever, or last December when vomit was our life, or the first time I took him to the zoo and wrestled with feeling like an irresponsible parent because what if there was an earthquake and the animals escaped, namely the lions and chimps, and----etc., etc.