Last Sunday as the kids piled in the van Beza said to me, “Mom, one of the girls told me that she saw a video about me in Ethiopia on your blog. Can you take it off?”
I quickly tried to think what video that was, and realized that it had to be our “We Passed Court” video that I posted on that exciting day in November 2008.
Then I felt horrible that I had not thought of it before. I hadn’t realized that she might find it embarrassing, or perhaps, even shameful. Sure it was posted out of love and excitement on our part, but the video showed a couple very shy and slightly scared children – a completely different picture than the kids they have become. (She hates looking at the few photos we have of them while they were in our agencies transition house.)
The next day I sat down with her and shared a little bit about why the video was there in the first place. I explained about how important it was to me to read other people’s blogs during the difficult and long adoption process; how it was my way of journaling our experience and maybe helping other people.
I told her how we couldn’t share pictures, or even their names on the blog for the longest time. (She thought it was hysterical that I called them w-boy and b-girl for so long!) I explained that the video was kind of like a “birth announcement” of sorts – our way of introducing them to the world.
Then I told her to watch the video and if she wanted then wanted me to take it down, I would.
Within about 20 seconds of watching the video she was laughing! She couldn’t get over how young she looked. Then she called Luke over and I went through a shortened account of my earlier speech and we played it again. He was laughing so hard he was crying!
We laughed over how he kept whispering to her and “coaching” her on her answers. They laughed at the song they sang.
And when we were done, they agreed. The video should stay.
But it served as a valuable reminder to me that as ALL my kids get older they will be reading my blog, as might their friends and teachers. And so the need to guard their privacy will sometimes outweigh my desire to write about a situation. For someone who treats their life as an open book, I am wandering into uncharted territory here.