I love facebook, especially being so far from my friends & family & even my husband when he’s away at work. It means being able to share special moments they’d otherwise miss! The first time my husband heard our son say ‘Dad’ (his first word) was through a video on Facebook! While probably not as special as having been here to witness it, it was nice that he could still be a part of it.
I love being able to see photos of our family, close friends & their children, kids we think of as neices & nephews & love as our own. Watching them grow up is special & thanks to social media like facebook, very possible.
However, what started as an every now & then check to see what was news, quickly turned into what is has become a full blown facebook (and instagram ….and sometimes twitter) addiction.
My kids are super cute, ultra talented & unbelievably smart- like their mother (obviously) And so every time they sing a song, draw a picture, look cute, look sad, get dirty, fall asleep, I HAVE to take a photo of it Facebook or instagram it (…or both) ASAP.
It doesn’t end at my fabulous children, if I cook something delicious .. I clean up the plate, suss out the angles and whack a photo of that up too. I write statuses about how I’m feeling, how I’m not feeling, what I’m doing … I will say I’ m not a “like for a like” or public rows kinda gal, but that doesn’t mean I’m not drawn to them for a look if they appear in my news feed.
It annoys me when people use social media to be keyboard warriors, who think they’re brave enough to speak their minds behind the safety of a laptop, but that’s another story…
My facebook & instagram obsession is not limited to my unnatural amount of uploads & statuses. I take great pleasure in looking through & liking other people’s photos, laughing at their statuses & watching their videos. I admit I have a stalk every now & then to, sometimes it’s just too tempting not to & finding a profile is set to public is like winning the facebook lotto!
And while I admit to being social media obsessed, I must point out, I’m not at the point where I can’t interact with other people. I don’t facebook & drive or operate heavy machinery & I have well & truly learnt my lesson when it comes to facebooking while tired – having copped an iPhone to the face on more than one occasion.
So while many people curse the day social media graced us with it’s addictive presence, I embrace it, it is my ever available all access pass to the outside world, an outlet for my sometimes over-thinking brain & a place to over-share my children & all of their ‘accomplishments’.