Easter egg hunting, and boundaries – Katerina Buscemi
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Easter egg hunting, and boundaries

A few things came about lately that have had me thinking about where this blog is going, and how I set boundaries for the type of images and information I share online. Until this point, I've been hesitant to share images and stories about my kids, knowing though that most successful blogs share many of those details and more (they also post more regularly than once or twice a week, tssk tssk). I suppose I feel as though plastering my children's photos all over my blog would be benefiting me, and not them (though in no way do I judge the decision of others to do so).

A couple of weeks ago, I left a comment on a very popular blog (one I really enjoy) asking the author how she approaches the dilemma of how much is too much to share about her child. I really wasn't expecting any kind of response, as is typical of blogs receiving 500+ comments per post, but a few minutes later, she sent me a very sweet email addressing my question. I think the fact that she responded so quickly must mean that it's something she's thought about herself, and she did say that she and her husband have an agreement about what would be shared publicly. What struck me about her note, though (and sorry for being so vague here) was that she herself identifies more readily with bloggers who share bits and pieces of their home lives. So, there you have it! I am doomed to cyber obscurity! (And I'm going to have to come up with some pretty fabulous designs to overcome that).

Fast forward two weeks, however, and I'm not sure obscurity is such a bad thing. I stumbled across a blog whose premise, I believe, is to chronicle intense dislike of other blogs. 900+ pages of abusive comments about one popular female blogger. Nothing sacred, from the tone of her voice to the tone of her hair... her parenting choices to her fashion choices. Sheer brutality. What I found most shocking was how much time people spend on the blog of a woman they profess to abhor, researching and gathering fodder for their malicious exchanges. I'm not really drawn to her blog but I don't think that poor woman is guilty of anything besides having a cute, albeit well-documented family. I don't care how much your sponsors are paying, having those things said about you and your kids (especially your kids) for everyone to see, and to be powerless to do anything about it- I don't think I'd be able to get out of bed!

And so I've considered what it is I love about the blogs I read, and how that should inform the type of topics I discuss. I am drawn to blogs that inspire my design sense, show rooms that I haven't yet seen a dozen times elsewhere, introduce new and exciting products, and/ or challenge my preconceptions (bonus if they're funny. Emily comes to mind, though in no way do I enjoy such lofty aspirations). So, that's what I'm going to be trying to do more on here. One thing I know is an issue for me is posting consistently. I'm at home with small children (with no outside help) so in taking the time to blog on top of my weekly design posts for that other site, I sometimes feel some other, more important (no offense), area of my life gets neglected. Part of the problem has been a reluctance to do fluff posts between the all-consuming inspiration boards. Everybody needs a bit of fluff, I suppose.

I'm still not sure where the boundary line is; I'm not sure you really know until you've crossed it. There has been many an occasion, such as Easter egg hunting in the garden yesterday, when I would have loved to have shared the beautiful moments I captured (I'm sure my Facebook friends wish I exhibited the same consideration for their news feeds).

Perhaps just a snippet for now.

Reading the clue in his Easter egg

All smiles in her little polka dot shift dress (from BabyGap)
 We decided to try something fun, perhaps as an Easter tradition. In the morning, we ate delicious pancakes (Martha Stewart's recipe is the best!) We hid Easter eggs all over the house and garden. Inside each egg was a little chocolate and a clue to the location of the next egg. We kept the clues pretty simple so that Alex would be able to read them himself. The last egg was a large golden egg, containing a treasure map, which led to his Easter basket. The thrill of the chase was trumped only by the realization he'd received the much coveted and debated Chima lego set from the Easter Bunny.


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