If you're not pregnant on social media, are you really pregnant?

3 years ago

I am a chronic over-sharer. I confess. I am an over-sharer in real life so the progression to over-sharing on every possible social media outlet was quick and painless. As a teacher, I rationalized my early-adopter ways by saying it was “for my job” – you know, so I could stay connected to my hip, young students.

That was totally a lie, by the way, it really was just because I loved all of it and wanted in. I was always the first of my friends to try something new in cyberspace – write a blog, join Facebook, join Twitter, try to figure out how the heck to use Tumblr; I have posted way too many photographs of what I am eating for dinner, I am so guilty of putting cool filters on photos just because, and I vent, and sigh, and rave about my awesome kids with regularity.

If I have a migraine or I’m still without A/C., the Interwebs are going to know about it. If I am traveling for work and getting some mommy-guilt from the toddler, I will be sharing. But, for as much over-sharing as I like to do, I found myself in the awkward position of not wanting my friends, virtual or otherwise, to be in on my newest adventure – baby #5.

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For the most part, I share on social media because I am confident in my own skin. No pulling punches, no excuses, no apologies. My social media presence is pretty WYSIWYG – what you see is what you get. The brand of Erin Brighton In Real Life is the same online – except that I’d love it if you could picture me showered and wearing lip-gloss and no bags under my eyes.

Baby 5 threw me for a loop. Confidence awry. All plans out the window. Work-life balance? LOL. Lean In? Give me a moment to recover from my 10am to 10pm morning sickness and I’ll get right on whatever it was I was supposed to be doing. Give and Take? Bite me, Adam Grant. Where’s the chapter on working mom/old lady in a shoe with too many children she doesn’t know what to do?

My break from social media over-sharing gave me some space to sort my thoughts in quiet. As I panicked about important topics like whether or not I was going to start showing early, I was at least safe in the knowledge that no friends were going to weigh in with their two cents before I was ready to hear it. I got to chuckle silently at casual remarks from my besties like, “It’s kind of nice that we are too old to have friends having baby showers anymore…” or, “Take off your shirt, it’s not like you have a baby growing in your belly.” Yes. For real. My friend did say that to me at the pool one day. It was kind of awesome.

And so, friends, virtual and otherwise, I guess the cat is out of the bag. In January, 2015, I will officially have enough kids to field my own basketball squad. Not that I produce kids tall enough to play basketball, but the potential exists. Watch out, world, another Brighton is hitting the ground. Pictures and over-sharing to follow. The comment thread is open for business, I'm ready.  

Erin B.

Cooking up local, delicious and gluten-free food at www.erinbrighton.com  

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