My Three Little Bears
A post by Kellie over at Three Lil Princesses has got me thinking lately about my blogging philosophy (if you can call it that). She wrote a post detailing the 6 steps that had allowed her blog to grow so phenomenally this year.
All the points are valid and I agree with most of them (particularly about joining up in link-ups, hosting giveaways and getting your SEO right). But when talking about being personable, I do have an issue with the identification and photography of my kids.
I wanted to take this opportunity to explain where I sit on this issue and perhaps find a way for you as my readers to be engaged with my kids even though you don’t know their real names nor what they look like.
I do actually have 3 children. I should clear that bit up right away. And of course I can’t provide any proof of this, but just trust me, I do. All my unflattering avatars floating around the place clearly show the strain of raising 3 of them…so trust me!
When we both began our blogs, my husband and I decided that we would not identify our kids in our posts. The main reason being that we didn’t want people in the future being able to search for our kids on the internet and find loads of stuff that we had written years earlier.
Obviously, if there is information already in the public domain (like the recent Newcastle Herald article about my father-in-law’s Kokoda Track walk for autism) then I’m happy to include that. Otherwise, I’m afraid, photos and identifying information is going to be thin on the ground around here.
Now, this doesn’t mean I’m not proud of my kids. I must admit that I am tempted everyday to shout their names from the rooftops, to show off photos of them and to proudly share every bit of their lives. Especially when I see so many others blogs proudly showcasing their progeny. I so wish I could. But it would not feel right to me.
However, I do want to you to be engaged with their triumphs and their tragedies. So my husband has come up with a plan so we can continue on our merry way without me having to keep impersonally referring to my kids by their age or by their gender. If I can’t give you the real thing, I can give you the next best thing – their teddy bears!
So, without further ado, I would like to introduce you to…My Three Little Bears!
The first cab off the rank is Gilbert Bear or GB – whose proud owner is Master 7. He is an easy-going character who likes whiling away his days in his blue checked pyjamas and being there when my son needs a cuddle or some comfort. Gilbert joined the family at Christmas 2004 and he has been a much-loved member of the family ever since.
Matilda Bear or MB joined the Russell family a year later at Christmas 2005 when her owner, Miss 5, was barely 6 weeks old. She has been a loyal and much loved friend to Miss 5 (which the stains on her nightie prove!) and enjoys hanging out in the girls’ room and playing hide and seek with the other stuffed toys.
Delilah Bear or DB is the most recent addition to our household. Her arrival at Christmas 2010 was greeted with joy from Miss 1, who at that time, was barely bigger than the bear herself! Despite my fears that DB would become prematurely grey, she is still surprisingly pristine and has recently been enjoying her first real cuddles from her young mistress.
So, from now on my beautiful kiddies are going to be named after their cute teddies. Hopefully it will make it a little more interesting for you as a reader and then I won’t get in a flap whenever the kids have a birthday and have to have a name change, etc…
Now you’ve been properly re-introduced, you’ll be hearing a lot more about Gilbert, Matilda and Delilah in coming posts. I just hope you enjoy reading their adventures as much as I enjoy recounting them!