Das férias

m-aresta — Tue, 07 Aug 2012 14:26:33 GMT

Nadar uma hora por dia. Fazer castelos na areia. Contar e ouvir histórias. Brincar.

Caminhar, muito. Dar colo, imenso. Descansar, cansando.

São férias. As minhas, as nossas.

As segundas... que sabem (sempre) a primeiras :)

about... online identity

m-aresta — Fri, 21 Jan 2011 16:31:00 GMT

A few days ago, as I was reading about identity, leaving traces and keeping records, I suddenly realized that I have no written record of my baby’s first months of life.

I have hundreds of pictures and videos (most of them still in my smartphone) but I don’t have a book, a blog, no place where I can go and see when she talked for the first time, laughed for the first time, or smiled for the first time. I keep a record of almost everything I think and do (even if it may seem overwhelming), and I don’t have a baby book. How could that be?

At first I thought I should cry. But then I decided to put my oven mitts and open that big, gigantic oven called web and try to find, in my own traces, crumbs of my baby’s life.

And I did found it :). I spent a few hours reading my three blogs, looking through my posts in pediatric forums, searching through my e-mail. But it was there. Everything was there.

My baby never logged-in, she doesn’t have an e-mail account, she doesn’t even have a Citizen’s Card. But she already has an online presence, she is already leaving her digital print in the web-world.

And she’s only nine months old :P

mariana

Das férias

about... online identity