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Catherine Connors is a mother, writer and recovering academic who traded the lecture hall for the playroom and discovered that university students and preschoolers have much the same attention span. She still dips her toes into academic waters by writing the occasional scholarly article about the place of motherhood in Western philosophy, but mostly now she changes diapers and wipes noses and indulges in long reflections on whether Yo Gabba Gabba is a harbinger of the decline of western civilization. Oh, and she blogs: in addition to Bad Mother blogging at BeliefNet, she is, among other things, the author of HerBadMother.com, Managing Editor of MamaPop, moderator of Her Bad Mother’s Basement, co-founder and co-editor of WeCovet, Contributing Editor at BlogHer, and (deep breath) founder of and contributor to Canada Moms Blog. And in her spare time… oh, wait. She doesn’t have spare time. But she’s okay with that.
Me at my first BlogHer conference, in 2006. Yes, those are pasties. And a fake tattoo. Both of which make one look way more confident than one feels.
(Which, yes: I am far less confident, far less outgoing, than I look. Please to remember this if you meet me this weekend…)
posted July 22, 2009 at 7:24 am
Damn! I just packed and we’re fresh put of pasties- I knew something would go wrong.
posted July 22, 2009 at 8:52 am
Less confident and less outgoing? Perhaps. However, I can attest to the fact that Her Bad Mother is kind and generous to her readers, who don’t think twice about getting in her face, while she attempts to quiet her most adorable baby, while maneuvering a baby stroller through a crowded hotel lobby, exhausted from traveling with said baby and insist that, “Why yes, of course I know you, it’s so nice to meet you,” when said reader more than deserved a scolding, like, “You couldn’t wait until I got through the revolving door, you stalking freak?”
Kind and generous, to a fault.
Have a safe trip and I promise to wait until you get through the revolving doors, and give you cookies, this time.
posted July 22, 2009 at 6:26 pm
Wish I was going.
I guess I will be following on Twitter.