The new kid

Okay people, I am coming out….
“My name is Wisconsin Mommy, and I am a lurker.”
“ Hello Wisconsin Mommy.”
I have been lurking around the blogosphere for over a year now. Yet I am just now starting my own blog. Why so long, you ask? One simple four letter word….fear. Starting a blog felt a lot like lunchtime at a new high school. You enter the cafeteria and spot the cool kids all sitting at one table across the room. They are laughing, having fun, looking like they own the joint. You nervously take your tray of inedible slop and weigh your options. You could walk over to the table and try to join the group but…..it’s the but that always stops you….
But what if you are rejected right off the bat? You’ll be left standing there with your tray in hand, the whole cafeteria witness to your dismissal.
But what if you are allowed to sit down but make a fool out of yourself by saying the wrong thing?
But what if you are not clever enough, witty enough?
But what if you are not privy to the unwritten rules of the group and make a heinous faux pas?
All of these scenarios have flooded my head every time I considered starting a blog. You all have such insightful things to say. I admire your wit and candor. I’ve related to you and what you’ve shared – I want to join. I’ve decided it’s time to face the fear. I’m not in high school anymore. And, you know what? Those cool kids were never as perfect as I made them out to be in my head.
So, as I step timidly into the cafeteria that is the blogosphere, I may approach your table, tray in hand. I may violate an unwritten blogger rule or two. Be gentle with me please, I’m new at this school.