You're Not Really Talking About Your Baby's Poop on Facebook, Are You?Meredith Carroll
I’m a big fan of sharing when it comes to my kids. Not sharing with them (my 3-year-old is apoplectic daily because I don’t share my iPhone with her enough). No, I like to share about them. Because they’re utterly delightful and totally awesome (you know, except when they’re not).
I’ve been writing about my older daughter in my newspaper column since shortly before she was born four years ago. And my younger daughter, darling Peony, will someday look back at all of these posts (and these, too) on Babble and surely (hopefully?) enjoy reading about some of her cutest (and sickest, and pacifier needing-est) moments.
And while I have, in fact, written about Peony’s poop (because it’s so cute and colorful!), here’s where I haven’t shared anything about her poop: on Facebook. Because who does that?
It may seem like someone who writes about her kids all the livelong day has no boundaries. But believe me, for every 10 stories I share, there are 49 I don’t. Especially as they relate to my husband. I learned that the hard way. (Again, see my newspaper columns.)
There’s a funny column over on Mommyish called STFU Parents, and the latest post is all about parents who share inappropriate baby poop stories on Facebook.
I can proudly say that while I have written about Peony’s poop, those posts have, in fact, not been shared on Facebook. I have limits, people.
Maybe it’s weird that I would share tales of Peony’s poop with Babble readers but not my own family and friends. But I’d also rather perform on stage at Madison Square Garden than in a hotel room with 15 people. Sometimes big crowds are less intimate, and therefore less scary, than smaller ones.
And I know all about TMI on Facebook and would rather not be accused of it. Here on Baby’s First Year, you are likely reading these pieces that I write because you have a child the same age as mine who might also have beautiful, cute poop (it’s so cute, right?!). We’re all in this together. And if we don’t really know each other, it’s that much easier to turn a blind eye when we get offended (although there’s nothing offensive about Peony’s poop. I promise).
Read the STFU Parents piece on Facebook and poop. But please, don’t let this post or that one inspire you to share a poop story on Facebook. Because it’s still W.R.O.N.G.
Are you guilty of sharing baby poop stories on Facebook? If so, what’s wrong with you?
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