Tweet! Tweet! I Caved!

Last night I attended a lovely Mommy Bloggers event at Mini Luxe Spa in Wellesley. It was an intimate affair, consisting of approximately 15 local mom writers, some delicious apps, free manis and mini facials, all sponsored by Graco in honor of their new car seat (more on that in a later post). At the beginning of the event, our host asked us to stand up and introduce ourselves, tell everyone about our kids, what our blog url is and what our name is on Twitter. Uh oh...

I have tried to avoid "tweeting" on Twitter like the plague since its inception. I have a hard enough time putting up with people's minutia on the Facebook feed, why would I care about every detail of celebrities and other peoples lives? Of course I had signed up for Twitter back in the day so that I could secure the "bostonbabymama" handle (is that what they are called? Handles? Breaker breaker!) but never once tweeted. I started to following a few celebrities but after a few minutes of reading their quirky quips about what they were eating or what crappy hotel they were staying at I shut it down. Literally.

Fast forward to last night, and my heart quickening as we were going around the circle (I was last to speak) and everyone was dropping their Twitter name like it had been their name since birth. I told everyone that I was @bostonbabymama, but didn't elaborate any more than that. I immediatley felt like an old lady. Our host was telling us what the hashtag was for the evenings event and talking about tweeting this, and tweeting that, and I started to feel like my mother when I try to walk her through how to download something on her computer.

When talking with a few lovely mamas last night I casually dropped in the coversation, "you don't really use Twitter that much do you?" And each one had the same answer - Um, all the time. What? Was I alone in this refusing to tweet thing? Apparently amongst my blogging peers our there I am!

So as soon as I got home last night I downloaded Twitter apps to my iPad and iPhone and got my tweet on. It was like Christmas this morning when I woke up and had a whole 9 followers after announcing my Twitter handle on Facebook! A whole 9 people care what I have to say...It isn't much but it is a start.

So what am I saying? If you are a cool kid who is hip to the groove (as my mother used to say) and cares to hear what I have to say about all things Mama and Kid during the day (product reviews, sales announcements, random happenings, etc.) start following my old ass on Twitter at @bostonbabymama.

Tweet! Tweet!

An email address for a 2 year old?

A friend of mine had a baby late last year, and when she announced his birth she included an email address that was the new babies name at gmail.com. I thought she was insane. What the heck does a newborn need with an email address?

And then I saw a commercial where a young father sends emails to his baby daughter, at her own email address, with photos and notes that she is to read when she is older. I shed a tear and then realized that my friend (and this commercial) is a genius.

Every year on her birthday my husband and I write M a letter, for her to read eventually at some point much later in her life. I love the idea of getting all my current thoughts and feelings down for her to one day read. I hope that it will be as satisfying and emotional for her to read as it is for us to write.

Having this email address is kind of in the same vein as the letter writing. As the man does on the commercial, I am now able to send her little notes, to her own special place...almost like I am sending notes to her in the future! Of course I could just write these things down and give them to her, but that is so 2000s. HA! And I can even have my parents write to her at this address. How cool would that be? I would have loved to have something like this from my grandparents when they were younger (or alive).

And I am sure gmail addresses will be in hot demand in 5-6 years when she would actually start using it (or at this rate maybe 3 years) so it doesn't hurt to lock up your kids name @gmail.com while you can.

Hopefully gmail won't be the next @aol.com and become terribly old school when she starts email. Better safe than sorry!