I heart facebook

Normally I don't. I hate it. It's full of lots of pointless things, like groups people like, and people's friend and family responses to posts that were only of moderate interest in the first place. I go there looking for entertainment somewhat pathetically and am not always entertained.

But in fairness, there are sometimes beautiful photos, and funnies, and videos, and links to blogposts etc.

BUT!

In the last week, two women I know more online than off have been tracking their pregnancies. One was Tatty, onetime commenter here, who got frustrated a week before her due date, and started waiting way too soon, and had her parents here from Brazil and cried when her dad had to go back before the birth but then got some homeopathy and had went into labour, and then had her baby and posted photos of them all. And if it wasn't for Facebook I wouldn't have known anything about it.

And then there's Mary, who lives in Wexford and I don't see often, much as she delights me with her evil sense of humour and her sweetness. Yesterday she posted that it was her due date and she was drumming her fingers on the table. Then she went into labour. And this morning there's a picture of a baby girl (I was right! I have the gift!) with the title 'Pop'. It's so good to see, because Mary's first son was stillborn and her next birth was induced and didn't go well and her last birth was induced too, but it sounds like this one was natural and speedy. I look forward to more details on Facebook!

So I've got the Facebook warm fuzzies today.

I'll go back to being frustrated with it soon, as I think that's it for impending births for now :)