Who am I?

I'm having an identity crisis. There have been some fantastically honest and thought-provoking posts over the last week on the mummy blogosphere (see this one from Mummy Bear at She was not at all domestic, this from Crystal Jigsaw and here from In Monkey's Shadow) and suddenly, by the cold light of day, my blog seems shallow, frivolous and probably quite dull to anyone that doesn't know me and the babies personally.

I'd love to be more honest, more controversial, but I'm confused. Who is my reader and who am I writing for? For someone who works in magazine-land this sort of question should be like my bread-and-butter, but for some reason I'm struggling to come up with a definitive answer. Family read the blog (especially my in-laws, who live miles away and we don't see as much as we would like), colleagues follow me, and I have friends with and without babies who enjoy a good read. Then there are the people who don't know me personally who still follow - something I'm amazed by every time I see the total number of followers edge up a little higher. So who should I try to please? If I try to satisfy everyone, the blog is destined to deliver to noone.

It's the usual story - I'm far too fickle and flitter from one thing to another. I'm the same with fashion - always wanting to find a 'signature style' but forever on the fence about what that style should be. And now I've discovered it's the same with writing. There's always someone out there who's wittier, more candid, more eloquent.

But I'm enjoying writing this blog. So it's a bit of a pick 'n' mix. So what? I write what takes my fancy, when it takes my fancy and get a kick out of the fact that people seem to enjoy reading it. I'm going to forget about stats and readers and just keep doing what I'm doing, though I will try (where possible) to be a bit braver and a bit more honest. Hopefully.