I have been wanting to write something about those darn fertile FaceBookers who post every little detail of their pregnancy or minute milestone in their children's lives for months, but for some reason have neglected to do so. It truly has become my biggest pet peeve. What pushed me over the edge and made me want to start drinking at 9:30 in the morning? It was an exchange of commentary that revolved around how kids are the whole reason that Christmastime is great.
I mean really, people. I don’t go around throwing my infertility in your face (I save that for my blog postings!) So, why do you have to throw your parenthood in mine?
And, I’m not talking about my friends who occasionally write something nice or funny about their pregnancy or kiddos. I’m all for reading about hilarious things their kids say, humorous pregnancy stories, anything involving hamsters getting stuck in between walls or a pickle up a kid’s nose. I’m talking about the people who have no other status updates except about their pregnancy or kids.
A few considerations:
Not everyone wants to hear about your belly button popping out because your cute little preggers tummy is getting “soooo” big.
I really don’t need to hear your woes about your lack of sleep because your baby wakes up four times during the night. Would you like to hear about my lack of sleep because I constantly am dreaming up new ways to try to get pregnant?
I don’t want to hear about how you have to find a pony for Suzie’s best birthday party ever!
I don’t want to know how many days and hours until your due date. Would you like me to give you the tally on the number of days I’ve been trying to get pregnant? I bet it quadruples the number of days of a gestational period.
Now, let’s all play by my rules.