Blackberry.
I think first and foremost I have to thank RIM for creating the Blackberry, getting all my friends and family addicted, and then persuading me to get one for myself because of the ease of which I could share pictures through Blackberry Messenger. For those of you who own a Crackberry, I don’t really need to explain myself further. For those who don’t. Go get one. Not an Iphone 4 or some random smart phone…Get a Blackberry [Which I will now refer to as my BB]. If it weren’t for my BB, I never would have found…
Twitter.
I remember back when I took a course called “Information and Technology in Society” [for the first time, I had to take it twice, first time resulted in an EPIC FAIL, but that's another story...] during one of our tutorials [mini-class separate from lecture - for those of you who aren't familiar 
] We discussed Twitter. It had just been created. I had only just recently jumped on the Facebook bandwagon, and my exposure to the awesomeness of social media was limited. I still didn’t understand the point of the tool.
Why would someone want to know what you are doing at every second of every day?
Those were exactly the words that came out of my mouth. :/ We all laughed, made fun of it, carried on…etc. etc.
I don’t remember exactly how twittering became a topic in my life, but it did, which was when I was pregnant. I’m pretty sure a co-worker and I were making fun of something or another…and I came home laughing about twittering stuff to my DH. Not really the point, continuing. Then one day DH was driving me to work, and I was complaining about the obvious [I was 7ish months pregnant and need not explain why If you have been-there-done-that-got-the-t-shirt.] and he goes on to say “My body aches every day, every muscle, every bone, I’m dying. Twitter that“.
Cue: INSANE LAUGHTER and an inside joke that has lasted a year. Every time something happens, I say “Oooh, TWITTER THAT!”…the funny thing is now I actually mean it.
Fast forward to the day I got my BB. May 27th, 2010. I signed up for Twitter, mainly because it had an app already installed. So I figured why not try it out?
At first it was my politician and celeb stalking tool. [Now its a mom-stalking-tool...] And then I discovered lists. Decided to search Breastfeeding and Attachment Parenting lists. Found a lot more than I was expecting. Went to one.
INSTA-FOLLOW-HEAVEN.
I had always tried to keep my tweets to a minimal amount of things, since most of my [then] followers were politician-y people and whatnot. Why would they want to hear about my obsessive rants about parenting, breastfeeding, and etc? [Bless those who still follow me to this day, and converse with me. Some say they are reliving their lives through me, which makes me happy, in a weird Twitter stalker kind of way.. ] So as I started to follow and converse with these mamas who were on this “breastfeeding” list….my life changed.
LITERALLY. TWITTER SAVED MY LIFE.
Not that it was really about to end, and needed to be saved…..okay lets try that again…
TWITTER SAVED MY LIFE SANITY.
It saved my sanity. Pre-Twitter days, I would obsessively Google for blogs, or forums, where I could find other women who were LIKE ME. I had especially never heard of anything about sleeping with your baby [except obviously the dangers, never the plus side...] So I was on a frantic search to find ANYONE or ANYTHING that would make me feel more comfortable doing what I was doing. I don’t like playing the “my baby does this” or “my baby does that” kind of game with moms, but finding a blog or forum or SOMETHING, that gave me affirmation that I wasn’t crazy was what I needed most.
I needed support.
And its funny, because rrreeeeeaallly, you think that you would first turn to those around you, like family and friends for support. But in my case. No one in my family co-slept [they told me it was a "bad idea" and that "I will regret it"], hardly anyone Breastfed for that long [or at least would say they couldn't remember when they stopped, and would rarely converse about it without awkwardness...]. I only have one real friend who has a baby, and shes the opposite to me [c-section instead of natural birth, formula instead of breastfeeds, doesn't own a baby carrier, uses a soother, uses disposible diapers....can't get more contrasting than that...OH she even has a boy, and I have a girl!] which means that I can’t really talk to her about anything…
So in come the twitter moms.
Let me tell you why I love them.
1. They don’t judge you for anything you rant about [those who do, just stop following you, and they frankly, can go fuck themselves...LOL]
2. They can give you quick answers to unexpected parenting questions
3. They give you constant reminders that you aren’t alone
4. They make me laugh, cry, and think about things I haven’t thought about
5. They have taught me things I didn’t know
6. They reach out to those in need
7. They help me make decisions in life about almost everything
8. They Google things for me when I don’t have the time
9. I can talk about my boobs as much as I want, and no one gets grossed out
10. They are there for me when I’m being a bored SAHM Mom with nothing to do…
AND
11. They inspire me to do more and do better things in life
I’m going to keep it short and sweet just like that.
Plus the babe just woke up. [EDIT: okay, she just took a deep breath, not awake yet...]
And now you know how Twitter Moms save my sanity [and therefore, my life ] Not to mention all the other cool followers who stick around to hear about my adventures in being a first time AP mom….
Until Next Time.
R. Xoxo
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