5 Minutes, 9 Friends

Guest - July 27, 2009

Submitted By Kristine Haglund

In 2004, I had a LOT of little kids. Well, only three, but it felt like a lot, mostly because the third one was born not quite 44 months after the first one, and none of them ever slept all night. Ever. The smart conversations, black clothes (because, well, baby snot and spit-up show more on black), and 3-book-a-day habits of grad school were a distant memory (or would have been, if my memory wasn’t completely shot). My life had exploded into 5 minute bits–5 minutes of entertaining a 3-year-old, 5 minutes of changing a diaper, 5 minutes trying to breastfeed an infant hanging on for dear life while I tried to keep his siblings from killing or maiming themselves, 5 minutes trying to clean one surface in the house before 9 more got dirty…

Remarkably (if I do say so myself), I was still trying to keep my brain from being completely taken over by concerns about bodily fluids. I had heard that there was somebody putting together a group to read and discuss Mormon Studies papers, and while I was trying to find out where and when they met, I stumbled across the Ur-blog, the Metaphysical Elders, and thence a link to Times and Seasons, which was then in its infancy. I read for about 5 minutes, and then, as always wont to speak my mind long before I’m well-enough informed to do so, dove headfirst (or more precisely, belly-flopped) into an argument with Nate or Russell or Kaimi or (most likely) Adam–someone way too smart for me to be arguing with, especially after 5 years without a full night’s sleep. And I was hooked, instantly. 5 minutes was just the right amount of time to read a post, and almost enough time for me to come up with a coherent comment. I used words I didn’t know I remembered, I decided I should reconsider law school, I was giddy for days when I actually got Nate to argue with me for a full 5 comment exchanges before he got bored, I was reassured that there were Mormons who would like my questions more than the Sunday School teacher in my ward. In short, I found friends. Friends who could fit into the crazy shape of my days, friends who were still there at 3 am when all three children were simultaneously asleep for long enough for me to write a post, friends I trusted enough to stay with in New York even though I had never met them before, and friends like Rusty, whom I trust enough not to EVER post the karaoke video from that first NYC gathering.

5 minutes, 9 friends, multiplied by 5 years. That’s the kind of math I love.

12 Comments »

  1. Great post — I remember the blogging of 2004. I hope things have calmed down for you somewhat in the intervening 5 years, at least with respect to being able to sleep at night!

    Comment by john f. — July 27, 2009 @ 7:11 am

  2. “Rusty, whom I trust enough not to EVER post the karaoke video from that first NYC gathering.”

    Hmmmm. Rusty? I think we need to hear from you.

    Comment by Hunter — July 27, 2009 @ 8:04 am

  3. I strikes me that the “how I found the bloggernacle” narrative seems to function a lot like the “how I found the church” narrative that we hear in testimonies. It is something shared, not universally, but by enough of us that it bonds us together to hear about other people finding the blogs and having the same experience we did. This one is no exception for me. The realization that I have stumbled into the deep end of the knowledge pool and I may be over my head, but loving every minute of it and being hooked almost instantly. Thanks Kristine.

    Comment by Jacob J — July 27, 2009 @ 8:25 am

  4. Awesome, Kristine!

    I need to see that video, Rusty, and I’m willing to pay.

    Comment by MCQ — July 27, 2009 @ 9:25 am

  5. Holy smokes! Three children in 44 months? That must have been gnarly at the time. (At least they are all 5 years older now.)

    Comment by Geoff J — July 27, 2009 @ 9:37 am

  6. I think some women manage beautifully with kids that close together, but it was hard for me. I’m a good baby-mommy, but a horribly impatient and crabby toddler mommy. Now they’re big and interesting and great friends because they’re so close in age, but it was rough for a while.

    And Jacob, you’re right, of course. In a way, it’s just the narrative of finding a community that fits. And it changes as the community grows in size, so that the moment when Rusty founded 9 Moons will always be part of the Golden Age of Nacle Nostalgia.

    I’ve publicly declared my trust in Rusty as a way of forestalling future extortion attempts :)

    Comment by Kristine — July 27, 2009 @ 9:57 am

  7. Very nice Kristine. I came around shortly after, and still recall the first time your responded to me at T&S. It was a thrill.

    Oh, and I had three in four years, too- it’s brutal, and my brain cells are only now starting to recover.

    Comment by Tracy M — July 27, 2009 @ 10:37 am

  8. I entered the fray a couple of years later than some of you pioneers, but the narrative Jacob describes is just as potent. Thanks, Kristine!

    Comment by Ben Pratt — July 27, 2009 @ 3:46 pm

  9. Heh, math, I just did the math and my kids are spaced pretty much like yours, 42 months from the first to the third. It was really hard for me too, and the bloggernacle was really important to me through baby/toddler hell. Oh that was hard.

    You were my first bloggernacle heroine. I still have a total blog crush on you. Just so as you know.

    Comment by fMhLisa — July 27, 2009 @ 6:31 pm

  10. Aw, shucks, Lisa. Thanks.

    (do you think guys like to watch girls blog-kiss? ;))

    Comment by Kristine — July 27, 2009 @ 7:08 pm

  11. 2004 and 2005 were exceptional blogging. I’ve lost interest in and time for blogging but love my memories and friends of the early days!

    And Kristine, fMhLisa speaks for all of us — you’re everyone’s favorite!

    Comment by Matt Evans — July 27, 2009 @ 10:17 pm

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