Dear Heather and HBM and every other Mom who discussed whether or not they’re exploiting their children this past few weeks. (It’s 3:45am and I woke up with an allergy attack, my brain can not dig up any more links currently.)
Can I just get something out in the open that I sometimes feel like pointing out but am afraid that if I do – I’ll jinx my own good fortune? My son is 13 years old and he enjoys my blog. He reads it at school and at times shows it to his friends. He gets excited when, once-in-awhile, someone sends us stuff who reads my blog. He attends functions with me related to the blog and even knows some of my blogfriends by name.
I guess I want to point it out because – brace yourself – there’s always the possibility that your kids will like your blog.
Now, I know I am lucky and that he might still end up hating it. Or NikkiZ could be the one that grows up and hates me for awhile for it. Who knows? But I just always want to remind people that – while our kids may hate us for our blogs – there is a distinct possibility that one day? They’ll enjoy it. My son is proof.
Note from 2020: My two younger kids hate my blog. Okay, not really. But sometime in 2019 the idea of people being able to read it for childhood stories of theirs because traumatic and so I threw every post into draft mode. ALL OF THEM. And for the last year I’ve been slowly going through them deleting the embarrassing stuff and republishing. So, you know, DO NOT GET SO EXCITED KIM OF 2008.
And to the naysayers? As parents we know our kids. I know it’s hard to believe, but my son never had to actually ask me not to write about something. I know him and I know his life and I have, just on my own, stopped talking a lot about his life this last year. I write about him more now as a brother to his sister than as a teenage boy. It’s partly common sense and partly just knowing our kids.
And yes – he may still ask I quit talking about him at all – and I’ll cross that bridge when I get to it. But – I also am a lot more than just a Mother to him. I have plenty of other stuff to talk about, so it’s not a big deal. I mean – my boobsweat entries alone would sustain this blog.
Essentially? I sometimes want to just tell the naysayers to chill the hell out, and the bloggers they’re targeting not to be too pessimistic about the future. My son has truly appreciated the sweet and sentimental entries I’ve written to him and he’s laughed at the ones spotlighting my own idiocy. He sometimes reads it when he’s bored and he sees a little bit of light shed on a woman who he would normally just see as a Mom. He gets to sometimes see a glimpse of who I am besides his Mom. And I think sometimes it helps us with conflicts. I actually wish he had a blog so I’d be able to do the same!
Of course, all of this may be stupid for me to even talk about since I don’t make money off this site. Maybe I’m the wrong person to chime in on this conversation. But who am I to NOT open my mouth at any given moment? I mean – I chime in on every conversation. Regardless of whether or not I’ve been invited.