Posting

There are several reasons my posting to this blog has been so infrequent.  Life is busy.  I'm tired.  I'm driving the girls to school or home from soccer practice.  Homework.  I'm watching Glee.  I'm breaking up cat fights.  I'm bloated.  I'm just lazy when it comes to maintaining this space.  But, the largest reason posting here is so infrequent is that I am struggling with my girls privacy. 

It was simple to tell the stories I wanted to document when they were really little but, as they grow, so does their need for privacy, and I am struggling to balance wanting to tell a story, to preserve a memory, and understanding that they are not my stories to share, not only my memories to preserve.

This is especially true for Harper.  At twelve years old, she is filled with angst and hormones and the humiliation that she has parents.  She is still Daddy's girl, but she wouldn't be caught dead kissing him goodbye when he drops her off at school in the morning.  She needs me as much now as she has ever needed me, but I am supposed to fade into the background of her public life.  The very fact that we are proud of her is totally embarrassing.

Harper is my mini-me which tells me I am in for a ride.  A ride, I will figure out how to respectfully document.

Comments

[Mom]

Thanks for another great post. I REALLY look forward to each and every one. Love you

[Aunt Lindy]

"life is full of SPIT ends"?

I loved this post. It says so much more than the words that are on the screen...I would hate to see your writings here end. Call me selfish; I enjoy them so much.