The victim

I am a sweet victim of the internet.

Some time during mid-last year, someone I am extremely close to, got pregnant. Needless to say, I was more than excited at the news! The first few days were, well normal. Then she started getting all those morning sickness thing and I started getting a bit worried. Now this one is a fragile person and absolutely cannot take any kind of physical pain. So, I thought I could lend a helping hand.
Since we spent a good part of the day together, almost the entire week (excluding weekends), I did not think it would be very difficult. So, one weekend, I started searching…vehemently. By Monday morning, I had collected a good deal of information. The internet had enlightened me. I knew morning sickness, trimesters, how the body is gradually changing, in what position the baby is at what week, et al. I even found out this “secret potion” that I’d bribe the poor would-be mommy to drink. At times, even I’d drink it to give her some motivation.

However, my education did not stop here. The internet continued to educate me even without my asking. It had somehow, based on my search, calculated what week of pregnancy I (well ) was in and flooded my Facebook timeline with all sorts of useful pregnancy updates. Smart as it was, it sent me these cute videos at the right moment to get me out of any pregnancy depression (well, not mine to be specific). By the end of December, I was an expert obstetrician. All I needed was a formal degree and I could deliver the baby myself!

All was great till end of February (that’s when the baby came). I had been enjoying all the pregnancy attention all this while. But stupid internet just wouldn’t stop! It continues to send me pregnancy updates till date and NOW it’s pretty disturbing. For how long is someone going to remain pregnant?! So, stop sending me these updates now, internet. Just grow out of your fixation. I have been delaying my visit to the baby because of your stupid new born etiquettes! Pregnancy is over…baby is here! So, let’s just break up!!

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