The Creepy Aspect Of Writing A Parenting Blog
Back when I started this blog in 2006 my kids played a prominent role and that role has diminished as time has progressed. Now that they are 4 and 6, I feel like I’d be impinging on their personal space if I wrote in more than general terms about them. As babies, it really doesn’t matter—they all do the same stuff essentially.
What really disturbed me and precipitated the removal of their photographs was the time when I followed a referral link to my blog that lead me to a creepy adult man in wearing a diaper. That was enough for me. Plus, with the grown-up content I write about comes a flood of nasty search engine terms generating blog traffic. Write one post with “penis” in the title (as I did) and it’s all over. Every perve with electricity will be stopping by at some point.
So I don’t right about my kids much anymore (except in very general terms). My other problem is that after nearly 3 years on this blog (granted, the last year I was sporadically active at best) I’ve become bored shitless of parenting—as a subject, not a role in my life. Let’s face it, the topic has been covered pretty extensively. There are a lot of smart, funny posts out there that are well worth reading and I still do when I have time, but I’ve got very little left to say about parenting and a shitload more to say about everything else.
Diaper-man probably did me a favor in curtailing my kid exposure on the blog because there are to too many nasty creatures with Internet access doing nasty things in dark rooms and …. you get the point. It’s too gross to elaborate on.
My blog always had a little edge to it. I suspect that will only get worse, or better depending upon your point of view. Anyone with a sense of humor and a little perspective should be just fine.