(Due to my recent lapse in mental capacity and psychological melt down I have enlisted the help of one of my favorite mommy bloggers to keep my dear readers entertained. Thanks to the sexy and sassy Mrs. SugarBritches from SugarBritchesBlog.com for taking on my blogging responsibilities for the day.)
My husband called me from work this morning.
"Why are there pictures of me on the Internet?"
"Umm, because I work on the Internet. I'm a family and mommy blogger. I write about my family."
"I don't want my face on the Internet where anyone can see it."
I admit, I got a little mad whilst he continued his tirade about privacy and his position in the community. Come to find out an employee of his was a MySpace friend of my best friend J. J had a few pics of the hubby from a recently held birthday party on her MySpace page. In those pics, hubby looked a little drunk. Maybe a lot drunk. Nevermind the fact he is a grown man participating in a legal activity. But that employee felt the need to comment on his weekend and he got mad. At me.
When I first started blogging I was hesitant to post pictures of my family. As I went along, I got more comfortable with it but I have never used their real names or locations. I don't do MySpace, I keep my Facebook page private. I do everything I can to protect the privacy of my husband and kids. But, that being said...I am a mommy blogger. The term itself doesn't endear itself to me but that's what I write about. Being a mom, and a wife. I'm proud of my offspring and my spouse. I love showing off my husband's handsome face or my kids hilarious antics.
This mornings conversation deflated me. It put a damper on my day and the things I had planned to blog about. I called J, asked her politely to remove all pics of my husband and to unfriend said employee. She agreed, understanding of my husband's reclusive nature. She then offered her apologies to him, which I brushed off. I told her in this day and age it's nearly impossible to not be represented on the Internet in some form or fashion.
Yet the whole debacle takes me back to that hesitation I experienced in my early blogging days. Are we putting too much out there? Should we think twice about writing about our kids? Or do we lose that personal connection with readers when we hide ourselves behind text only and fake pictures? What would I write about if I couldn't talk about my family? I'm afraid I would be a very boring blogger indeed. I would love to hear your thoughts on the subject.