Stop Bitching About All The Baby Pictures On Facebook

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shutterstock_56856016__1408535790_142.196.167.223Hearing people complain about a constant stream of baby pictures on Facebook isn’t new. I’ve often wondered if I am considered one of these offenders. I post pictures of my kids at least once a week, and it’s pretty much all I post on my Instagram account. But what the hell am I supposed to do? This is my life – as pathetic and boring as the rest of the world may think it is.

I don’t think it will be like this forever (oh please someone tell me it won’t) – but my kids consume my life right now. They are both under four years old, I am their primary caregiver, and they take a lot of effort and energy. I don’t get a lot of time away from them these days. If I were to photograph the things besides my kids that consumed my life right now, it would be snapshots of my computer and my workload calendar. I sort of feel like people would rather see my kids.

At the end of the day I usually take a few minutes to sift through Facebook and catch up on whatever is going on in the lives of my friends. I sift through photos of food, vacations, home remodels, kids – communicating with your friends is what Facebook is for, right? I’ve never thought – Oh God, another baby picture. Just like I’ve never thought, Oh God, another picture of that dog. If there somehow happens to be someone on my Facebook feed whose life doesn’t interest me – I hide them. It’s really not that hard. That’s why I’ve never understood the overshare complaints. You have total control over what you see on your Facebook timeline. Everyone knows that, right? All the passive-aggressive complaining about parents and photos of their kids just seems weird.

When I win the lottery or somehow fall upon some landslide of cash that allows my life to change and affords me the freedom to do some more interesting stuff – I promise I will document that. Right now, my life is my kids. If it bores you – hide me. I’ll never know anyway.

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