Hello my dearest readers. I have a specially recorded broadcast for you today from Emily at The Waiting. I love this gal, her insanely addictive blog, and her Wee Cee (A2′s unofficial blog big sister). Emily offered to keep ISWTG busy while I recuperate and become a leche machine for my now FOUR day old child. Today is my due date after all. A gal’s got to rest. However, I am hereby delivering more love to your doorstep. Go over to Emily’s blog and tell her how cool she is after you read her guest post here. It’s fun for me to see my blog in the eyes of a reader. Now, I’m off to a nap…if this baby stays asleep long enough, that is. –jell jell.
The world is a better place today because for a year, Jell Jell has been sharing her life with us. This Jells lady wears many hats: mama, incubator, wife, organizer, SXSW maven, maker of odd pancakes, cloth diaperer, cat-in-law wrangler, traveler, and writer. But she manages to wear them all with grace and gives us that lift that we need whenever we want to see the best lil’ baby belly in Texas.
Jells is that rare mama blogger who infuses panache into the mundane. I can say that because I write about my pregnancy and kid too, and trust me, it’s hard not to alienate half your male and non-parental audience with posts on your baby. No matter how adorable or genius the kid may be to you, most of the non-motherly world would rather spend their Internet time looking at LOLcats. And can you blame them?
But Jells makes it work. Strike that. She makes it work delightfully well. She’s a woman who has crafted a charmed life for her and her family, and all of us in the ephemera of the Internet get to take a peak in. She makes it look easy when it’s the hardest thing to do. She’s become an authority on her own life, and that’s something I really admire her for. Half the time I have no clue what the heck I’m doing.
More important than raising a girl and incubating a sister for that girl, though, Jells uses awesome words. Duh, like waaaay more important. I love her lexicon. I find myself dropping her words like “dillion” and “Intertron” in my everyday interactions. “Oh, you don’t know what I’m talking about? Hit up I’ll Sleep When They’re Grown. You’re welcome.” I’ve also started calling my apartment the Institute because it sounds so much better than “The Hovel” or “The Former Meth Lab.” It’s all about the spin, baby.
It’s good to know that it’s people like Jells and Hubs who are breeding. One of these days, we’ll get the kiddos together and they can share what it was like to have their formative years broadcasted on the Intertron.
So let’s raise a glass to our gal Jells, a sippy cup to EB, a boob to A2, and a locally-brewed Austin beer to Hubs. Dude, you know that’s what he’s drinking.
Here’s to Jells, not sleeping, writing books, and being Awesome with a capital A. Here’s to a dillion more posts and an Intertron made better by our Jell Jell.