I've made the comment before, but it bears repeating. I can't get over the number of blogs that are out there. Really well written, fun to read blogs about parenting. I sometimes wonder if I would have been one of those well read blogs if I were more careful with my writing and had kept it up while the blogsphere was exploding. I'm glad that my blog continues to fly under the radar--I like being able to write something that will be online for a while to come and only 6 people regularly know about it...if they even check.
E has gone back and forth about facebook posts. Sometimes he asks me to take a photo of something and share it on facebook or if I laugh about something he or his sister said or did, he asks, "you aren't going to put that on facebook, are you?". I feel badly for some of the kids whose lives are laid bare online. I get that it is cathartic for the parents/writers and even better for the readers who learn that they aren't alone, but I wonder about what I read on another blog: this generation of kids is growing up being blogged about. When you google your friends, you'll be able to learn all sorts of things about their life. It's a weird thing to know that instead of telling your spouse the same story about your dog peeing on your back so many times, said spouse memorizes it too, but spouse will be able to read about it themselves and so many other stories.
How will it work? It is kind of creepy to think of the amount of stories of your life people will be able to access. I like that I documented J and E's life as babies, a time they obviously won't remember. But I was so dry with it because I was trying to be careful not to lay bare my soul. I didn't confess my deepest thoughts online (most of the time), nor did I get into the weeds about much of anything and in some small way, I wish I had. I wish I had told tons more hilarious stories about them being babies, toddlers and on up. I wish I'd chosen my words more carefully so it was fun to read, but I guess that is what their baby scrapbooks are for...if I ever do them.
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