Congratulations on being able to allow your wife the opportunity to stay home and raise your child. I think that is wonderful!!

Second…
I’m not a blogger, pro or otherwise, but I was a stay at home mom and often found it frustrating when my husband would come home from work and then retreat to the basement and do more work! It wasn’t until I found something I was crazy about (making jewelry) that I could actually appreciate spending copious amounts of time engrossed in my work.

What if you were to help your wife start a blog of her own? It could be on a subject she feels passionate about. Obviously, she wouldn’t be able to devote as much time as you do to yours, but she would get an appreciation for what you do. At the same time, maybe you could do a role reversal for a day. (the internet world will not collapse without you for a day) Let her blog all day or go to a spa or do something she would like to do ALL THE TIME and you take care of the baby. And no running to her when the baby needs something you aren’t sure of, just deal with it. Get an appreciation of each others job.

There is no right answer that anyone can give you. Every marriage/partnership is different.

Try being more available. Cut the evening integrated work/family time to an absolute minimum. We women all know our men are not multi-taskers, so even though you want us to think you are spending time with us, we know better and want better.

Lastly…
Blogging is undoubtedly hard work, but so is raising a family.

Your work is not your life… it may be what you do for a living, but your life is your family. Which one are you more prepared to lose?

At present, I cannot be called a proBlogger as I am still in my school (infact, the last year in school!).

Even then, I’ve had experiences like the one you wrote above. It was my mom, who didn’t understand what I was doing. All she saw was, me sitting infront of my computer for hours.

You Asked:
“How do pro bloggers deal with their significant others who know nothing about blogging?”

I tried to convince others about what I’m doing and I somehow managed to make them understand that I’m not doing nothing Stupid, atleast.

In my opinion, these problems could be solved through talks. But, the problems must be solved at the earliest.

And, I LOVE MY MOM, My Dear MOM