When it comes to blogging there is a fine line between sharing and over-sharing.
I share a lot with you, but not everything. I try to be positive and fun in my posts, but as you have likely read already, I have my periods of feeling blue too. Sometimes I share that, oftentimes I keep it to myself.
But in all times I strive to be real and honest with you. I'm always hopeful that when you read my posts you are getting a sense of who I am, and that it's like we're sitting across the table at a coffee shop just talking together.
I'm struggling with something though. How much do I share about my children before it becomes a breech of their privacy?
I use my children's real names on this blog. I always have. Probably not the smartest idea, but it's the route I've chosen and it's not like I can go back now.
Between Facebook, Twitter and other blogs, it really wouldn't be that hard to find out my last name and where I live. Scary, huh?
That said, I need to think about my children's safety and privacy.
You may or may not have noticed that I don't post pictures of my two older children much anymore. I can assure you, it's not because I've forgotten them or don't love them anymore. Quite the contrary!
At 12 and 10, their features aren't really changing that much even though they continue to grow. They are very distinguishable to people. My two youngest children are still growing and their looks are still changing. I could post a picture of Jordan today and again in six months, and she would look a bit different. Sam and Julie are going to look the same in six months.
Put that together with how easy it could be to find out my last name and location and I think you can see where I'm going with this.
But privacy for my children also extends to their thoughts, feelings and life experiences. It wouldn't be fair for me to share things that go on in Sam and Julie's lives that they want to keep to themselves.
They are not blog fodder. They are my children.
I have started asking them for their permission to post photos of them on my Facebook account. If they say no, then I honour that. If they agree, then I'm proud to show them off. They trust that I'm not going to blog about our private, heartfelt conversations. When I shared about Sam's difficulties with that boy in school, it was because he gave me his permission to do so. I would have liked to have told you about a shopping trip that Julie and I had recently, but the nature of the trip was so special and so personal that I wanted to keep it between us.
I will continue to strive to blog authentically and respectfully. I will share as much on this blog as I can and that my family feels comfortable with. It's how I've always tried to run this blog in the past and it works.
Know that if I post photos of Sam and Julie that it is done with their permission. If I share a story about them, it is with their permission.
Respect is a right that everyone deserves regardless of their age.