Lets just start with saying that Facebook is awesome. want to reconnect with your best friend from third grade? Now you can, Facebook as rendered high school reunions obsolete, before Facebook the sole reason for these events was to figure out how everyone from your class is doing and compare yourself with them. Why pay fifty dollars for a ticket get dressed up all fancy, to find out what you already know for free in your pajamas?
I thoroughly enjoy knowing what all my friends and family are doing. Some people complain about some of the more mundane posts made, but I even like those. How else would I ever know that Abby Normal is currently eating pizza and watching American Idol if not for the post?
My favorite posts are those of people talking about their kids. Maybe it is because I talk about mine so much, that I am gratified when others do too. There is no such thing as posing too many pictures of your kids or bragging about them too much. They are your little creations and you have every right to be proud of their every milestone and accomplishment.
That said every now and again a post will make me feel like a terrible terrible mother. I will question the way I do things, are they enrolled in the right activities? are they eating the right things?should I be doing things differently?
Here is a sample post (this is not a real post just an exaggeration)
Abby Normal : Just bought six guinea hens so that we can have our own eggs! Store bought eggs are full of chemicals so glad we can have fresh every day now!
at this point I am thinking good for her, you wont catch me raising chickens for eggs, store bought is good enough for us.
but then the subsequent posts begin
Sally Soright: Good for you we have been raising our hens for about two years now! Store bought eggs are so bad for you. Our kids really love the experience of raising the chickens it has been a great learning experience for the whole family.
here the feverish googling begins how bad are store eggs for you? where is the research on this? Did I miss that Dr. Oz?
Then there are more posts all agreeing that eggs are bad, confirming plans to purchase their own fowl. Sure there may be one brave soul who posts she thinks eggs in stores are just fine and that buying your own livestock seems extreme , but she is quickly shot down, then the big guns are brought, the link to the article about the dangers of eggs.
more feverish googling follows , trying to price guinea hens and the accessories that follow such a venture.
This happens to me at least once every six months, not about chickens, but similar none the less. It may be about home-school, our gluten free diets, or sports activities. I question my every move as a mother then check those moves against all the other mothers I know.
But for every post that makes me question myself there is one that makes me feel better. Like "Boy! Boy! for sale!" ( if you have ever seen the musical Oliver! you know why that is funny.)
So keep on posting fellow Facebook mommy's!
Hahah so true! love it (and the feverish googling)
ReplyDeleteLOL!! OMG, that is so funny and true!! I'm picturing you feverishly googling. Yeah, I think we can all relate to the Facebook induced Mom guilt. LOL!
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