An Ode to Social Media May 13 2015 5 Comments
I’m bleary eyed, it’s four in the morning
The nights are long & the day is dawning
Little twin boys are up as they’re crook
The only thing keeping me sane is Facebook.
As they gulp on their milk, I have a quick read
Living vicariously through my newsfeed
Friends out partying, new babies expected
I try really hard not to feel dejected.
With our family of six, we are so blessed,
Two more perfect boys, who would have guessed?
That drunken girl sinking shots was once me
In the midst of the party, taking a selfie.
I’m not missing out, I say out loud
Of all I’ve accomplished I should be proud.
But the grass seems greener on the other side
They’re all having fun, I must confide.
If it wasn’t for Facebook keeping me connected,
I’d be paranoid I was being rejected.
And now since I’ve discovered Instagram
My new accessory, more valuable than the pram.
So to all of those who’ve been annoyed by my posts,
The many baby pictures and the gratuitous boasts.
From the corny quotes, to the over sharing,
You did seem like you were genuinely caring.
I ask you to please understand my situation
That through gestation, lactation & even ovulation
It was your posts & pics that got me though,
In the past, what on earth did new mothers do?