
When I read this article about the founder of Twitter's wife tweeting while she was giving birth, I threw up in my mouth a little. It's bad enough when I'm out with my friends and have to wait while they rudely update the internet world on the play-by-play of the night's events, but to be giving birth and tweeting it is just plain sick. It's mental. Coo-coo. It's you're-out-of-your-mind-put-your-phone-or-computer-down-because-you-are-birthing-a-tiny-human-you-should-be-f'ing-paying-attention crazy.
I don't care if you or your husband created Twitter, the least you can do for that little baby who's about to meet you is experience it for yourself. Let's be honest; the current sitch here on planet Earth is dire enough, you don't need to be ignoring your baby to look cool to your 73 Twitter followers. There isn't a "#givingbirth" hashtag for a reason. (I looked it up.) So put down your phone/computer/PDA and live your life a little! Sheesh!
I'd keep writing, but I've got to go live tweet my lunch with my cousin. #Chipotle, woot woot!
Hey, at least I'm not as bad as she is.