There are a lot of women out there who love to blog about their life as a mom, which of course means they share a lot about their kids. So, what happens when those kids grow up? Well, one mommy blogger recently found out, and folks are not happy with how she’s handling things.
Mommy blogger Christie Tate recently wrote an essay for “The Washington Post” in which she recounts her daughter telling her she no longer wanted her to use her for content on her blog. It seems after her daughter got a new laptop for Christmas she quickly found the countless stories about embarrassing experiences like potty training and more, not to mention pictures of her online, and confronted her mom, asking her to take down the content.
Well, Tate says she told her daughter that it was “not possible,” explaining, “Promising not to write about her anymore would mean shutting down a vital part of myself, which isn’t necessarily good for me or her.” Eventually, Tate gave her daughter a “veto right” for future pictures and details in articles, and agreed to stop using her daughter’s real name, but the Internet is up in arms over the mom’s lack of consideration of her daughter.
“Suppose your husband was a writer, and he wrote about his relationship with you and justified it in the same terms that you are using to write about your daughter,” one person wrote. “Maybe posted pictures as well. How would that feel?”
“How self-centered Christie Tate must be to think her daughter is her personal content mill,” another wrote, adding, “Get a dog. Start one of those food blogs. What a terrible, terrible person.”
Meanwhile, another added, “Now that your daughter is old enough to understand that you are violating her privacy, and she has asked you to stop, you should comply.”
But Tate doesn’t see it that way, and insists giving up her writing about parenthood would be restricting. She believes it would just prove that mothers have to be “endlessly self-sacrificing.” Adding that continuing to write fights the assumption that, “As a mother, I’m not supposed to do anything that upsets my children or that makes them uncomfortable, certainly not for something as culturally devalued as my own creative labor.”